Update.

So, I promised myself I’d do this and I really wish I didn’t make such a promise but I did, so I shall do what I promised. 

I woke up this morning in a very large amount of pain hangover and not-hangover related. I spent an hour writhing about the floor/bed/sofa in agony, and was crying, actually bawling my eyes out. The shame. I’ve recovered a bit now thanks to a hefty amount of painkillers and icy water and a hot water bottle. Went out last with Ashley, Katie, Dermott and Sam. Got pre-drunk on goon, voon, passion pop… and that expensive Ciroc vodka that Dermott bought. It’s like, pick the odd one out (hint: the expensive one). Anyway, don’t remember much at all, I blame the vodka shots. Actually really badly can’t remember. I’m pretty sure nothing too exciting happened, except awkwardly bumping into somebody that I used to have a thing for! D’oh. Worst. Ashley lost everybody, and I thought she’d gone home. But then she did go home. Then I went home, I think (?). Always the last one committing, feels good! Ashley and I are off out tonight again, even though I must of only had a few hours sleep due to aforementioned excruciating pain. I have to go buy more P-Pop (yeah don’t judge, it’s delicious and we’re skint) and get to Ashley’s again. Ummm. Oh yeah. I’ve only got 3 shifts left at work, which excites me to no end, but also feels really sad. I’ve already had to say goodbye to one person and it sucked big time. N’aw. Need to pack as well, and I’m bloody dreading the task! Arghfuck. Anyway, I think this’ll do for now. x

February 18th, 2012 + 1 note

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