Hmm I think I need to be more creative with my titles!

Well it’s Sunday again and I’ve survived two nights of drinking and clubbing, just. I feel so tired right now and very rough. It’s my own fault I know but when someone buys 20 tequila slammers, it’s rude not to accept one or two or three!

In the end I’m glad I did go out again, much to the amusement of my friends that I had told all day that I was having a quiet night in. After the hours of jumping and stomping around the dancefloor in Hobbits, we decided it would be a good idea to spend the rest of the night walking for miles and getting home at 7am! I know I want to start getting fit but I really can’t wait till I can afford the odd taxi Plus it will save a certain person the pleasure of my rather random drunken conversations Anyone know a good way to stop thinking about things far too much? Answers on a postcard to the usual address…

Did I say I feel really rough btw?!

I woke up at 4pm and then decided it would be a good idea to join the rest of my mates for a few hours of football. Now those of you who know me, know I’m not a Sunday person, especially after a night out. Which explains the laughter and applause I got as I staggered onto the pitch. It did almost kill me though, but at least it bought out some colour in me, mainly grass green and blood red!

What doesn’t kill us, hurts a lot…

Quote of the day: “So have you decided to stop being a tw*t yet? lol”