Happy days.

Well I had a rather splendid weekend. Easter weekend is lovely, four WHOLE days off in a row. WOW.

Thursday after work I went to the cinema, with my little floblett, saw I love you Philip Morris. Was actually really quite good, rather homosexual, but really funny, and made me cry, which, let's be honest, isn't hard.

Friday, I failed to have a lay-in as next door decided it would be good to attempt to burrow into my house. Neighbours are a bum pain!! Then KERRYS BIRTHDAY!! WOOWOOWOO! Now some losers failed to come, which was their loss, as it was a rather decent night! Went to some random pub, and got stalked by an odd gentleman that would not BUGGER OFF. And then went to Roxy's, drunk the most vile cocktail you could imagine, and did some boogieing!! Oh and then had a vile shot of apple vodka, this is not something I would like to repeat!! The saddest moment of the night, is when I flung my arms into the air mid dance move, and my ring flew from my finger never to be seen again. Rest in peace beautiful ring. I love you. Tad dramatic, as it was just a £12 ring from miss selfridge.. but WHATEVER. The cab ride home had is funny moments too, I serenaded everyone with my version of the Glee classic, "You're having my baby" and we went the longest way imaginable to man.

Saturday, after waking up way too early AGAIN, I saw Beard for a breif moment, before realising I was running RIDICULOUSLY late to go to brother chris's, but all turned out well and I made it in time! And he faffed around playing with his hair and posing in the mirrow for another hour before we went out. Then we went Vodka Revolutions in Soho, and consumed rather large amounts of cocktails, wine, and shots, dirty flavoured shots may I add.. This spurred us to take rather allot of awful pictures. THEN some PLEB decided to spill their drink directly in my hair, so I spent a good half hour hugging the hand dryer in the toilets. Then to VENUE.. Most of us made it there in one piece, although the train did try and cut me in half with it's doors. I was saved though. Then I moved onto the redbull, BAD MOVE. I now haven't slept properly for about 3 nights, I had a good 4 cans in about 2 hours. Then we had a nice long busride to bexleyheath, which was incidently nowhere near where we were staying, and got a cab to the brothers from there.

Sunday, after a few hours sleep, I felt like a Zombie for the rest of the day! But stayed at the bro's for a while. Then went home, had a roast dinner, and died infront of the TV.

Monday was also a nice day, but I don't feel like sharing the details, as my lunch hour is over, and I should prob get on with some work!

Overall my weekend has made me a very happy girl.