This is my jam.

Yesterday was a good day. Granted, it started off bad but it got much better and today I've got bruises and new friends on Facebook to prove it.
Yesterdsay I did impulsive shopping in the way of new sunglasses - bright red plastic aviators from Primark, for 98p. I'm going to go get them in all colours when I get some dosh next week. They're my favourite accessory. I do suit eyewear, you know. I was going to buy a skirt from Warehouse for a tenner just because it was a tenner, but I refrained and am saving my Debenhams money for the next sale.

So after town, the boyfriend and I came back to mine and chilled out whilst I waited for my mega load of washing to dry (last minuter for everything). My stepmum's sister and her fiance were visiting and it was just lovely to see them. Once the tumble dryer had kicked in and dried my clothes, we and ate yummy pizza and drank some pear Bulmers before getting ready and leaving to go to a friend's party.

In short, the night went as this: my boobs became playthings for a drunken gay boy, vodka jelly, St. Heliers cider, Fosters, "Oh hot damn, this is my jam, we be partying til the AM.. duh, duh, duh, duh, duh, duh.. in the AY-ER, AY-ER, AY-ER!!", high heels, Sugarcubes, 2JD and Jagermeister, catching up with old friends, eating face on the dancefloor, "Poppins" (chips and cheese from a place called Poppins, whilst we waited for the taxi), a white knuckle ride in the cab, listening to a happy house tape from '91, sleep until around half 10.

:)
My feet really hurt today though.
And I desperately need food and a shower.

Yesterday I learnt that sometimes an impulsive buy is a good investment.
Today I learnt that taking off your makeup the night before is VERY good.

It's snowing.
Snow day tomorrow please?
x