10/01/09

Last night consisted of far too much alcohol, however it was an incredible night. Despite the foolish choice of woman's needs.
I did however come away with a ghastly hangover, and £2.50 found in my bed.
I was still far too drunk this morning to do anything, least of all food shopping. So i ordered Domino's (obviously).
I've only managed three slices though.

I'm pleased to say I'm finally back, got lost for eight months and have been trying to find myself again, I had a few snags a long the way, including a VERY bad night, and realising you just can't call on some people for help.
But after a very good chat with a very close friend I felt a lot better, they helped me to see myself again, and gave me a very nice pick me up message the other day, and for the first time since being back in Wycombe, I smiled, a full ear to ear grin, and went out feeling very happy.
It's good to be back to myself again.

After a few blips, I feel I've got this new year off to a good start, I just intend to have fun. Even if fun consists of having hangovers of a disagreeable nature.
I don't know how I feel about starting back on Monday, but I'm sure once I'm there I'll feel better, although thinking of it fills me with a sick, scared feeling. And no, thats not the hangover.

I'm so excited for New York, especially the agreement me and Portia have.
I have so much more to write about, but nothing that I can PG down to put in here.
I'm now going to go into hibernation under my duvet and hope this hangover will find some other poor human to release its bad vibes onto, as I'm quite literally sick of it now.