Guys, guys, I have the grades. I’M GOING TO PORTSMOUTH IN SEPTEMBER.

God people are thick and piss me off. It’s my laaast day of College today, praise sweet bubby jesus. And then Stus coming over and we are cooking something for dinner as my rents are in London and it will be cute and tomorrow I am seeing Coldplay holy crap the excitement. And then sunday it’s lotties 18 garden party thing which will be awesome and I will be so happy at 5pm when college finishes this evening. Life.

Oh god, the thunder has just started. Time to abort Facebook whilst everyone becomes self professed weather forecasters. 

I’ve just treated myself to buying some clothes online…from the kids section of New Look…all being age 12-13…and stupidly cheap. Being small has its perks.

I’m seeing Coldplay on Saturday. Saturday. I am seeing Coldplay on Saturday.

The last few days haven’t been too shabby at all. I spent saturday night out for Lottie and Ryans birthday and only had a tiiiiny hangover. Sunday at the beach with Stu and his buddaaays, monday at the beach with my buddaaays and played miniature golf and frisbee and buried Ryan to his knees and realised how short I was, spent monday evening at Stus sisters to celebrate his nephews 10th birthday and then stayed at Stus over night and today we were super lazy and then washed his car this afternoon which was weirdly fun and we’ve just booked our 10 day camping holiday for the New Forest and Dorset which I am stupidly excited about and awww I am so happy and college finishes this week.

My brother just started talking to me on facebook and goes I bought 5 cookies and the expiary date is tomorrow, I can’t eat them all in time #firstworldproblems.

It made me laugh anyway.

I’m feeling pretty rough this morning but last night was mhmmmm just mighty fine. I’ve got Buzzie cuddled up to me on my bed, a cup of coffee and eurovision. The day begins now.

I swear the apprentice is just an excuse for Alan Sugar to play people off against each other and have a little giggle to himself to see who can be the bitchiest and stab as many people in the back as possible. I reckon he gets a thrill from cat fights.

someone. talk. now.

It was Ryans 18th birthday today and Lotties tomorrow so I’ve made them both a set of orange chocolate cupcakes because I’m cute like that and this is one of them and awww look how they came out, so happy!

Just booked my train tickets for Nottingham in a few weeks to stay with my brother, can’t waiiiit yo.

Today has been the first day of wearing shorts and a tshirt and it has been bloody great.

I fucking detest it when I ask for a piece of pepperoni pizza and get given a piece of shit pizza with only like 2 slices of pepperoni on it and you look at the other pieces swarming in the meat. If I ask for pepperoni pizza, I want pepperoni pizza. Not two measly circles floating on the cheese sadly. I may as well have just asked for pissing margherita. I mean really.

Today I went to the beach with Stu and we ate ice cream and went paddling in the sea and it was lovely and me and Lottie went running this evening and yeah.