06:51. Really. Ya rly.

Yes, I am up at this ungodly hour on a saturday. I do have work at nine, but considering I didn't get home til one am or something and was slightly intoxicated, you'd think I'd have stayed in bed longer. However, my head's doing that weird hurty thing when everything moves and my arms ache (how plz, I didn't do anything remotely energetic). I'm also starving. So I got up.

Yep, that's me right now. Ouch.
It amuses me that there is one, singular, other person online on facebook at the moment, and I am the only person alive on my msn contacts list. Last night was a bit mad, totally spontaeneous outing. We did plan to just go to the pub.. then we ended up getting the bus to town, to Eclipse. Carl bought me more drinks than he should've (including a tequila shot!) and we bumped into some nice people, and it turned into a drunken night out. I got told by Amy that I actually AM Shane from The L Word (I am not a slag!), but Katy said I look nothing like her, and Lauren (from myspace wew) said I do sort of resemble her but I'm better looking. ;D

There are photos on my phone, but they are blurry, unflattering and have got pretty swirly lights all over them. I do feel a bit worse for wear, but hopefully a shower, decent brekkie and 35p energy drink will sort that. Oh, and I have something nice to take to work for lunch today, pasta. Mmm. Carby carbs, it's all good. Oh god, I wonder who my shift is with today. (For those of you who don't know, I had a swine flu scare last week because Maureen whom I usually work with, has got it, and is in hospital etc. So there was panic incase I had caught it during the seven hours I work with her a week. Obviously I haven't, because I'm here, typing away).

If you haven't guessed by now I pretty much just got up and fancied doing a blog about nothing in particular. I'm eighteen in a week. It's a bit mad. I'm looking forward to my day off work, celebrations and drumkit, hee.

For some strange reason, it smells like the cottage in France. That's extremely odd, I'm half expecting to go in the kitchen and find my auntie making coffee and toast with Paul going off it cause we ran out of Nesquik. Awh, I can't find a picture of the place!

Oh my life, Amy and Katy have just got in.

I'm going to enjoy my cuppa, xo!