Hello, it's me again. Loads of stuff happened when I was gone, like that earthquake. It caused this tsunami that just rose straight from the sea and brought death and destruction everywhere it went.
It's really sad and all those people died. I wonder whether this'll go down in history, it'd be strange.

Anyway, here's an account of how I spent Christmas Eve: We went to our relative's house. They were dreadfully condescending and they took hours preparing dinner (well, no, actually the maid was saddled with all the cooking) so that my sis and I fell asleep draped over said relative's karaoke room sofas. My brother decided that it would be jolly good fun poking me to see if I'd wake up and I did, in a very foul mood. So I got straight up and made ready to pinch the living daylights out of him but my dad just had to stop me with his usuaql moralizing speech on how siblings should love each other. Whatever it is, I certainly don't remember him doing the same to my brother when I was seven and he sat on me in the swimming pool so that I nearly drowned (note: I got a terrible scolding when I did the same to him though).