Hello my lovelies, sorry I havent updated since my night out! I was so hungover the next day, and the day after, and I'm so tired right now. And I'm not looking forward to going to the hospital for Pre-op No. 3 and having yet another blood test. I already know the questions off by heart. Smoking? No. Family disorders? No. Bring a urine sample with you? Eugh, no. And a conversation that goes more or less like this:
Nurse: "Oook you're 7st 4lbs and just about 5'."
Me: "Errr no actually I'm 5'2''."
Nurse: "No you're just under 5'1''."
Me: "Hmm. Well it doesnt matter anyway."
Anyways, back to the night out! Oh My God! We went to a hip hop club cos they offered us free shots cos I had my birthday badge on. Incredibly shit music, but nicely decorated place! We danced on a stage and I used my bottle (I have no idea what I was drinking, come to think of it
) as a microphone! What else did we do... ah, yes. Connie ordered the wrong drink and we ended up drinking a jug of redbull and vodka...nice!! We also had lovely shots and obviously I had to spill one down my face. Oooh and I had my first cosmopolitan cocktail! It's really tasty; and then I filled up our glasses with watermelon bacardi cos it's also red so it still looked pretty. Oh and the bar woman gave me the wrong change! I told her I gave her £10 and she said I'd given her £5. I was like "I'm not drunk, you cant take money off me like that!". But of course I was drunk, and probably did give her £5, but the girls stood up for me! Until the woman threatened to bar us that is. Hehe.
I'd write a lot more about it but to be honest I cant remember much else, other than it was a good night and ooh I love the Blondie t-shirt Connie got me! Sexy!!
Today's song is up to you guys, feel free to suggest any! ![]()
Love,
Mon xx













), I'm always changing my bedroom and trying out different things, colours, etc etc.
I couldnt pick a kiwi seed off my neck and it was really starting to annoy me...then I realised it wasnt a seed...it was a little beauty spot. 
Inspiration or what?! Actually, I'm still far too lazy to be like my mom.
But I'm giving details! Hahaha! Ok so we went to this place and had a drink, then went to another place and I had 4 shots (one for each exam I passed), but then ended up going back for 2 more and spilt one of them down my face and hair because I missed my mouth. It had butterscotch in, I was sticky all night. 
You'll never have to hear me whining about stats again, hurrah!!! If I hadnt passed it first time round, I never would have. Seriously, I did maths key skills like 3 times and I didnt pass once. But anyway! I'm sooo relieved. I wasnt expecting to fail to be honest (except for stats), and I mean this in the most humble way, because I did work my little socks off and I would've been gutted if it had all been in vain. See, I dont like things that take too much effort, so when I do make some effort, I want it to be useful, not just wasted energy. And tonight I will be thanking the good forces who helped me pass statistics, God heard my cry for help in the exam, surely.