The nights out here have been the most memorable so far, or should I say most unmemorable :/ I haven't touched a drink for 9 days though, which I'm pretty proud of. Although tomorrow night I may have already arranged a house party. Well when I say a party, it's only people we all know or like, usually 10-20 people, me and Jaz always have the most to drink, end of the night we're dancing on the sofa's thinking we're g hopelessly numb to the drunken injuries. Either one of us asks each other the next day "what the fuck happened last night?" and it's always answered with the same reply "I have no fucking idea" that shit cray.
Work's going well, I'm kind of opening the pub for the first time this week which is a big scary but at the same time it gives me a bit of a confidence boost.
On the man front, the only attention I get is from 40 year old tipsy men. One even referred to me as 'filth' last night, to say I was disgusted would be a bit of an understatement. I've also heard some real cheesy chat up lines of late. Mate, if you're gonna try and chat someone up buy them a drink, avoid the awkward 'compliments' who you trying to kid, they don't make any female feel like they re an 'angel' fallen from the sky. Cut the bollocks, simple.
I may of mentioned this before but I do have a new love in life. James from the xfactor, I would do anything to hear that guy sing, my heart melts EV-ER-Y-TIME. I'm actually just about to catch up on last nights episode as I'm a bit obsessed atm, and when tool academy, misfits, Geordie shore start well then that's it, life's over. I'm already addicted to towie, the valleys and Waterloo road, don't think my brain can handle any more TV.
Well I think that's a substantial amount that Ive blogged today, for that I say good day, and welcome to my newest phrase...
loner boner.
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