haha.
So.
I'm tipsy. Aaaand blogging in such circumstances turns out to be fun.
It's only a bottle of wine. Rose to be specific, the stuff is like juice to me these days.
Drinking alone is a sad sad thing, but after asking 4 of my closest friends to come round to keep me company and getting 4 refusals from this I felt a bit, rejected/depressed/supressed/vulnerable etc.
Not to mention the knowledge of my sisters going out on the razz without me...
I havent been out properly since Lisa's Hen do, but really I felt like I was working a bit so the last real fun night was the Only Way is Weymouth.
Ah well.
At first this night by my lonesome went so slow but for obvious reasons the wine sped things up.
I did intend to do other things, like have a relaxing bath, watch a movie I've never seen before and play on the xbox but as usual, my plans never go to plan.
Although Im feeling fuzzy I've somehow managed to remember things I've forgot to do in the last week, online banking, orange accounts etc.
With the parents away I've taken full advantage of roaming the house.
What am I gonna be like at Uni.
I require company but I can't always be active due to my illness, it's physically impossible.
Hopefully my flat mates respect my wavering predicament.

High Hopes and Pipe Dreams my sweeties.