Last night was Jadey's 18th birthday, and was actually far better than I expected it to be. I had a few too many cocktails and only took photos on my fisheye diana camera, so I am yet to get the film developed and see how my looks got worse as the night progressed.
I stumbled out of Pit at about 1o'clock with the lovely Matt Howard, who then bought me a huuuge kebab cob with chips covered in garlic mayo (so so naughty!) and sang with me, as loud as we could, all the way to Kirkby to pick my Matt up. He then dropped me and Matt off home where my mum shouted at me for waking her up at 2o'clock and accused me of being on drugs. You gotta love saturday nights.
So today I woke up feeling pretty fine considering the night before, and me and Matt enjoyed my mum's amazing sunday dinners before he left at about five. I really think I will sleep well tonight, despite the lack of hugs, and the tremendous cravings I'm having for curly fries right now.
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