FML.

I've been wondering around in the same nightie for 2 days straight now. Oh, I've showered, but back on it went. It's heidously oversized, see-through, which is a problem in itself, and used to be white, but mum managed to turn it to pale pink. Despite this, it feels so nice on, I love it. Seriously, if you don't own a moo moo, which in essence my beautiful nightie is, you need one.

I've also not ventured off the couch for 2 days, except for a tiny bit of houework, not only as I'm on holidays, and I can, but because I'm tired. And I was out the other nioght and fell over and sprained my ankle. Not seriously, I can hobble around, but it's soreeee. And of course, I manage to keep jarring it around no matter how still I try to keep it.

Anyway that's the newest from me.
Although, I went out the other night and managed to disgrace myself in several ways,
I went and bought ciggies from a friend of my mums, and kept yelling at him not to tell mum, because she doesnt know i smoke. I managed to kiss my little brothers best friend, who is nearly 3 years younger. My brother saw me. Kissed one of my best friends who just broke up with his gf, not the first time. the last time was when he was still with said gf. Showed all my guy friends my thighs and yelled about how much bigger they used to be, because I was proud I'd lost a bit of weight off them. And lastly, after a hedious fall on the dancefloor, left with a guy that I think might have been gay. Well, He wasn't sure if he liked girls better than guys. And the last person he'd been with was a guy. I'm not sure how I feel about that.

Anyway in conclusion, alcohol makes messes. Amazing how much different people can be after a few.