I, god. I've just scrolled through my Tumblr-dashboard, and it's filled with pictures and videos of One Direction from their attendance and performances at the X Factor UK. Of course they performed History, and of course they looked happier than ever performing it. They've been doing so much lately; interviews, performances, etcetera. And I don't think I've properly thought about them taking a break, like what it means. And I guess it just really hit me now, seeing all these things on my dashboard, and it's a struggle to not cry. But what hit me most was probably how much of an importance they've had to me and my life, for others. Sometimes I read these comments, whether it's on a Youtube video, Instagram, Tumblr, Twitter or any other social media--- they say "they've saved me" or "changed my life" and likewise. Thinking of it, those comments sound so strange, like overly dramatic. But truly thinking about it, I can understand, and I can see how true it really becomes. Yesterday, or the day before that, Monchita told me how liking a certain famous person was lame. I told her that you should never ridicule someone's passion, someone's passion. I read this quote on Tumblr, and it goes: "". Sadly most famous people who attract a younger fanbase often gets ridiculed, because that fanbase often consist of young females, and society likes to ridicule and invalidate their emotions. How has One Direction affected my life? Well, for one, they've always been my escape when life has gotten tough. I always used to curse them when I was immersing myself into One Direction whenever I was supposed to think about my exams. In hindsight I know One Direction was a much needed break for my brain. They've also been a go-to whenever I'm feeling down. Through their fanbase, I've been able to take part of a bigger community. What I am trying to say is that One Direction is more than just music, to me, they're something bigger. I suspect I will be somewhat lost when they're away, but I'm very much looking forward to when they come back. On Wednesday I put up the Christmas tree. The hardest part about putting it up, is the lighting, I think. It makes me crazy, because it kind of needs to be perfect. Because it's the foundation isn't it? I opted for less this year, just because I couldn't be bothered. Whilst decorating, I remembered last Christmas, when I realised a lot of the decoration had been thrown away. Including all my bauballs I've collected the past years. So it was a bit of a sad affair when I decorated the tree with the few bauballs I bought last year in an attempt to make up for it. I don't think I'll ever be the person to have a perfect Christmas tree. I don't like it to be all the same decorations, same colour scheme. Personally I think a Christmas tree is the greatest when it's decorated with personal bauballs and whatnot. My oldest nephew said to my mum when he arrived in the house: "wow, it's really pretty in here". He was looking at the tree whilst saying it, because he loves Christmas and presents and whatnot. Monchita and I were donning our Christmas jumpers that we got last Christmas from Volla. He was in awe, and jealous. We had a pretend Christmas Eve celebration on Saturday, so we ate loads of good food, opened presents and watched television. Well, my nephew opened presents, and in one of those was a Christmas jumper, which he immediately put on. My youngest nephew is almost crawling, and he was a big fan of the tree, presents and the shiny bauballs. He's in that phase where it's really exciting to explore. It was nice having Lynx, Grepper and co. here, though very briefly. However the small ones did keep me awake for hours at night. I really did feel the lack of sleep and exhaustion yesterday, though my evening shift at work was pretty good. It was strange working with Kiwi alone, but it was a lot of fun, and a great last shift this year. Once I got home I finally finished Carry On by Rainbow Rowell, went to bed at half one, woke up at 9.30 am today. Stayed in my bed for hours, seeing as it's been so cold today. Initially I planned to go to the shops today, but as I said to Kiwi yesterday "it probably won't happen". Nope, instead I've stayed inside, cleaned, wept at One Direction, made some soup. The latter actually made me feel a bit Christmas-y. I'll go outside tomorrow, brace the cold then.
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