Hey there! Miss me? What a fantastic few days I've had You'd think not washing for three days and sleeping in a tent in the freezing Yorkshire nights, or only eating fast food for four days and having to stuff toilet paper up your nose to make it bareable to use said toilet without being sick from the smell would put me off the festival but no, the fun outweighed the bad points. There's so much to tell but I'll try to be quick!

So on thursday we got there by 1ish, the sun was scorching, and by 2pm we'd already drank two bottles of pear cider, a bottle of champagne, some beer and Strongbow. After that, this is what I remember:

Me (on Mike's back): I fancy another crepe.
Mike *takes a detour and runs to crepe stall* (to the crepe woman): Un crepe Nutella.
Crepe Woman:
Me and Mike: *laughs*

Me (lying on the floor): Ow.

Me: I think I'm gonna be sick.
Mike: *runs with Monica behind the tent* You can be sick, I wont love you any less.
Me: I think I'm gonna be sick.
Mike: Honestly, I wont love you any less.

In the morning...

Me (feeling like death): My head hurts. My skull's on fire.
Mike: Are you ok?
Me: Yeah obviously drank too much.

A few hours later...

Me: Did I fall on my head last night?
Me: Yeah.
Me: How?
Mike: The piggy back went wrong.

Me: Why is my bag open and my camera on the floor?
Mike: Cos we took some pictures in the tent last night.
Me (looking at pics on Mike's digital camera): Oh dear God. My eyes are closed.
Mike (with a smile on his face): You look cute.

The rest of friday was great, drank mainly water, saw lots of good bands, everyone was in a great mood. Going to sleep sober was a mistake, it was very cold. On saturday we saw more bands, had more fun, drank a little bit more, had a fake weed lollipop which tastes like apple and does nothing (or so I claim), had a massive fire in our little square and had to put it out cos we were choaking on the smoke, started feeling a little bit dirty even with the babywipe showers, and started to remember more things that had happened on thursday.

Me: Can we go to that place inside that sells crepes?
Mike: This is it.
Me: I mean the arena, the one inside.
Mike: It's all outdoors.
Me: So... when I fell I was lying down on the grass?? Euuuugh!
Mike: It was cleaner back then.

Me: Did we try a vanilla cigar on thursday?
Mike: Yeah we did.
Me: Where did that come from? I dont remember it tasting anything like vanilla.
Mike: It was (his mate's, the mad one).
Me: How did it light up?
Mike: I lit it up on someone else's vanilla cigar.

Me (after hearing someone talk about Apple Sourz): Oh we had some of that last night didnt we?
Mike: Please let's not talk about what we drank last night.

Now saturday night... Some of Mike's mates decided to stay up all night listenning to Andrew WK and playing guitar. It was funny, and laughing contractions warmed me up cos it was freezing, we were sober again! But then people kept tripping on our tent and someone fell on Mike's head, so we moved to the other side of the tent and that wasnt as comfy so my legs kept going numb, and then Mike started to feel ill and when he went outside for fresh air some random dude (sitting outside our tent) said he had really nice eyes, and then people started singing "Riot! Riot", and decided to start dancing under people's gazeebos singing "We'll have a discooo in your tent", and then I heard "Look, I can see sunrays!", so that night was rather amuzing. Sunday was great too, I felt absolutely filthy but it was the last day and I was having a lot of fun. Seeing the Red Hot Chili Peppers made my day, even though the singer didnt speak to the crowd.

I heard many funny quotes and saw things you wouldn't imagine, Mike's friends are very entertaining, it was such a good laugh. We left about 11pm and had a good journey home, had a shower, had a great sleep, had a shower (the second one was even better), and later we're going to a gig - we're so hardcore!

Four days of amazing sun, my skin's falling off and my shoulders can't be touched, if I see any more fast food I'll cry; it's nice to be back but I'm missing the fun already, and my other half, who heard me swearing, saw me teaching his friends naughty phrases in Portuguese, completely off my face, stood behind the toilet door everytime so no one could walk in on me, gave me his hoody cos I was still freezing with my two hoodies on, and at the end of all this said he loved me and that I looked gorgeous and he was gonna miss me. It was funny when we got to my house though.

Mike (at my door): When someone opens the door they're gonna laugh at your English boyfriend who looks like a lobster.
Mum (opening the door): Oh my Goood, you're black, you look like you've been to Hawaii!

I do look a bit aboriginal. And now, as expected, it's raining and cold, grrrr.

Anyway, long post there so I'm gonna go, the tan's making me look much better but still not quite alive so I need to get ready for the gig. Don't you just love aftershocks?

Love,

Mon xx

Oh dear, it's time. First/last time I went to a festival, three years ago, I swore never again - that experience is in the top 5 worst moments of my life. I kinda wish I hadn't cut my finger with a serrated knife earlier, and that my hair would look like I want it to, and that I didnt have such a tiny bladder cos chemical toilets are possibly the worst thing invented by mankind. But hey I'm older and wiser and I drink a little now, which solves most of the problems I was going to write about, and God forbid I will squat if I have to. Oh wait, alcohol solves that one too. I can't wait!!

Off to bed for a very early start tomorrow. See you soon my dears, will miss you!

Love,

Mon xx

Lack of space is never good, especially if you're claustrophobic, like me. Examples include airplanes, small rooms with the door closed, anything underground, or even tight sleeping bags - I would not cope well in a strait jacket. But the most annoying lack of space of all is when you're packing to go away and there's just not enough space!!

Me: "Hey Mike, can I take this bag to Leeds or is it too big?"
Mike: "That's small compared to mine."
Me: "Great." *thinks: I'm not being a typical girl here, good for me*

And now, I've not even put things in the bag and already there's hardly any room.

We're gonna buy the booze, snacks and other essentials in a bit, it's very exciting. More stuff for my bag, hurrah!

All joking and confined spaces aside, I love packing. And I love going away with my man; and shopping with him. So doing all three in one go is perfect. I've already kindly asked him not to dump me this weekend, when he sees that I grow fuzz all over the place, my hair gets greasy and my armpits smell if I don't shower for 3 days. If it wasn't true love, I would not let him see me in such conditions!

Love,

Mon xx

May you have many many more happy years with your other halves!

Love,

Mon xx

Hey everyone,

I have to sincerely thank you for all the birthday wishes, it was such a good day and all the celebrations have been amazing, I have great friends and family and I feel very blessed. I also feel hungover and tired, but it's all good because there's a very good reason for it; and surely it's good preparation for Leeds next week.

So, you know that the best way to cure a hangover is to carry on drinking... cocktails and Mexican food, anyone?!

I'll post some pictures soon; yes there's some cringey ones Ker!

All my love,

Mon xx

I was sad to be woken up by a sound that resembled a shower running, but it was actually very, very heavy rain. And then, as ever, I couldnt go back to sleep. But, today is shaped up to be really good so I'm too excited to sleep anyway!

So here's the plan... first, go somewhere to pamper myself a little because I dont want to look at my 21st birthday photos and cringe, like on previous birthday photos (I was living with my ex on my 19th, you know how it is, comfortable in the nest, as well as being a first year student going through an "experimental phase" - you get the picture. And last year, well, I'll go onto that in a minute...). Then me and my sister will spend the afternoon getting ready to go out for some cocktails and to catch up, I've always imagined the day she'd be old enough for us to go out together so tonight will be fun. Then we'll come home and according to tradition (my family's, that is) we shall start celebrating my birthday at midnight.

Back to my last birthday; this time last year I was in hospital waiting to have an operation. I kept telling myself "you can do this, a monkey could do this, don't run away this time". I get goosebumps thinking about it, but it's done, I got the f***er out, I'm tumour free and have peace of mind. Sometimes I look in the mirror and see the scar and start crying out of nowhere, but that scar also reminds me of how strong one can be on demand, and that makes the tears go from sad/vain tears to pride and triumph.

Anyway, let's have more coffee, cos I aint sleeping much tonight!

See you soon my dear blog friends!

Love,

Mon xx

What a lovely night I've had. Went out for dinner with Mike (the boy), Rachel (the bff) and Antony (Rachel's boy). I'd been craving a burger for ages so we went to an American diner and had BIG burgers and chips with cheese sauce, and Oreo milkshake (the devil's drink - I always had a feeling I belonged in the dark side), and then we went to the pub to watch a bit of the match and me and Mike had a Jelly Baby pitcher cocktail; don't ask me what was in it but it was at least five different types of alcohol. If I live til my birthday it'll be brilliant because each day of the birthday week just keeps getting better! Rach got me this adorable camel from Egypt:

His name is Habibi, doesnt he look lovely, happily sniffing the vanilla candle? He's even colour coordinated with the candle and the bottle of Tia Maria!

I also got a ring from one of those bulk vending machines, a whole 20p worth of jewellery. Mike said he might have to marry me or propose to me now, but there wasn't a skydiving Elvis around to do the honours, and then I almost walked into a light post so I cant remember how that story ended.

God I'm stuffed. Good thing Thai night isn't until friday.

Love,

Mon xx

I love waking up late, getting up when I'm bored of being in bed, the feeling of accomplishment after a workout to get the energy going, sitting down to read the news while having toast with jam and a lovely coffee, planning the day ahead, talking to my friends about what to wear, telling the boyfriend I cannot wait to see him and run into his arms and kiss him, and then getting excited as I look forward to the fun.

The rain has ruined my outfit and hair plans, but let's not stress just yet, luckily I've got backup options because I went shopping yesterday.

Hope everyone's having a good day, I'm sending you lovingly good vibes!

Love,

Mon xx

*squeals* Silverchair were amazing!! If it wasnt for the stilettos I was wearing and my general lack of patience I would've waited to meet them, but the thought of standing outside in the wonderful Manchester weather for an hour made me give up on the idea - I love them, but not that much. And then around 1:30AM I saw the meteor shower! The sky looked so pretty covered in white shiny things. As soon as my mother mistook three birds for three really big meteors though, I decided it was time for bed.

Today I went on a little shopping spree. Whoever said that money doesnt make you temporarily happy clearly doesnt know where to shop. I'm exhausted and really fancy a cocktail, but I'm happy. Ish. I really fancy that cocktail. It looks like this but it's alcoholic, what more could you want?!

Love,

Mon xx

What a lazy weekend I'm having. Last night was spent watching Failure to Launch (very funny film) and drinking Tia Maria with OJ; and as I was bored after that I told my sister I needed entertainment and asked her to show mum her new tattoo. She came into my room at night three days ago and asked if I could keep a secret. "Of course I can, I'm your sister." I wasnt very amused, but I did keep it a secret. I took a picture of mum's face when she saw the tattoo, if she lets me I will post it - it's hilarious. Anyway, the lovely Mrs F tagged me, sooo:

I love to... go for meals with the boy
My favorite song is... I like too many! It used to be 'rainmaker' by Iron Maiden
My hero is... me, I've saved myself from many unfortunate situations
The best part of my day is... seeing the boy
I hate to... be patronized
My favorite room in the house is... my bedroom, it's my little haven.

Oh my God oh my God I'm gonna see a band I've loved since I was 13 tonight, oh my God!!!

Love,

Mon xx

You know when you get carried away with the concept of fun and end up
eating tons of jelly beans and drinking several glasses of diet coke at bedtime? No? I cant see the snooze fairies popping by anytime soon. Had a reaaally good night though, even though we watched one of the weirdest films I've seen in ages, called Sleeping Dogs. You dont wanna know what it's about, trust me. You learn something new everyday; and today I learnt what a "soggy cookie" is. I feel ever so much wiser.

Anyway, my birthday week officially starts today! That means that I'll be partying like it's my birthday until saturday; doing whatever I want, drinking cocktails, going out and seeing my friends, and generally having a good time! It's a one-week-long-party, if you will. I'm rather looking forward to it! And, of course, you're guests at my birthday week, so I suggest you drink a lot, dance a lot, eat some cake and stay in a good mood; let's all try and have a fun week shall we?

Night sleepyheads.

Love,

Mon xx

First, let's put some music on:

Now, stolen quizzy to waste some time until it's fun time with the fun boy man. Reminder to self: He's a man, for God's sake. Man, Monica, man.

1. When you looked at yourself in the mirror today, what was the first thing you thought?
Why does my fringe look like Mary's?

2. Favorite planet?
Jupiter is the prettiest.

3. Who is the 4th person on your missed call list on your cell phone?
Home.

4. What is your favorite ringtone on your phone?
'For the girl' by The Fratellis.

5. Do you “label” yourself?
Sometimes, mostly when I'm mad at myself, eg. "Monica, you are such an idiot".

6. What does your watch look like?
I have a few but my favourite is white and made of mother of pearl and diamonds, it's beautiful.

7. What were you doing at midnight last night?
Watching a film in the comfort of my bed.

8. What did the last text message you received say?
"Cant wait to see you". *beams*

9. What's a word or phrase that you say a lot?
"Oh maaan..."

10. Last furry thing you touched?
My hat. I was very tempted to touch a puppy yesterday, but its owner didnt look so amused.

11. Favorite age you have been so far?
It used to be 17, but now it's 20 because I can do what I want and that means lots of good memories and fun times.

12. Your worst enemy?
Ditto Chyna_Doll, me.

13. What is your current desktop picture?
A picture I took at the safari of three meerkats standing up on logs staring at people.

14. What was the last thing you said to someone?
"Dude I dont have any golden dangly earrings."

15. If you had to choose between a million bucks or to be able to fly what would it be?
Money, I could buy a jetpack then.

16. Are you in love with someone?
Very much so.

17. The last song you listened to?
'Let's make love' by Cansei de ser sexy.

18. What time of day were you born?
12.45AM, I'll have already drank champagne and eaten cake by this time next week.

19. What's your favorite food?
Crepes with nutella. *ahem*

20. Where did you live in 1984?
In my mum's dreams.

21. Are you jealous of anyone?
No, there are things about me I dont like but I am a good person and I wouldnt like to be anyone else.

22. Is anyone jealous of you?
I hope not, there's no reason to be anyway.

23. Where were you when 9/11 happened?
In school.

24. Do you consider yourself kind?
Yeah most of the time.

25. If you had to get a tattoo, where would it be?
I told myself I'd stop at three! If I had to, it'd be on my back around one of the ones I already have so it doesnt look like another one, ah!

26. If you could be fluent in any other language, what would it be?
Oi I am fluent in other languages! I'd love to speak French though.

27. Would you move for the person you loved?
Yeah, luckily we like the same places.

28. What's your life motto?
I dont really have one, but I always say that we should do whatever we want (as long as we dont hurt others), simply because we can, the only thing stopping us from being truly happy is ourselves.

29. What's your favorite town/city?
Ooh Paris. Or Rio. Tough choice! You can walk around Paris without fearing being shot and/or killed so I'll say Paris.

30. When was the last time you wrote a letter to someone on paper and mailed it?
A proper letter probably four or five years ago.

31. Can you change the oil on a car?
I dont even know where that hole is.

32. Your first love: what is the last thing you heard about him/her?
He's on drugs. His girlfriend's very pretty but also a pothead. Think Kate Moss and Pete Doherty. Classy.

33. Do you collect anything?
Sugar packets, it started as a silly thing taking them from cafés but all of a sudden I have a very impressive box with all sorts of different packet shapes, colours and sizes from everywhere, even Germany!

34. The last time you dressed fancy, what did you wear and why did you dress fancy?
It was probably for a wedding, a LBD and fab shoes. Fancy dress though, it was Halloween and I dressed up as Barbie in a shiny pink dress, very amusing.

35. Have you been burned by love?
Of course, who hasnt?

Love,

Mon xx

So I can scrap all my plans and sunbathe and be lazy all day!

Plans for today:

- Do a little shopping
- Exercise
- Read more of Girl Anatomy
- Make a start on making my bag

Things I've already given up on:

- Going to the beach due to the lack of sun
- Getting complementary tattoos, my sister's suggestion of a birthday present
- Anything that takes too much effort

Looks like it's going to be a very special day.

Edit: Actual plans have turned into drinking wine, reading a magazine, watching the E! channel and exercising. Very productive, without a doubt.

Love,

Mon xx

Is it wrong that I fancy some red wine, after having drank a bottle of it yesterday?D

Night night.

Love,

Mon xx

Last night was hilarious. Me and the other half went to a restaurant and the food was lovely. Part of the deal was a bottle of wine per person and I don't know when I thought that drinking a bottle of red wine would be a good idea, but I did; and the boy had a bottle of white. After spending about five minutes laughing hysterically at my reflection in the bathroom mirror, and telling myself out loud that I was drunk (I really hope no one else was there), we left the restaurant and as soon as we walked out, into broad daylight, we just laughed at the situation. And then, we had the brilliant idea of going for cocktails! The strawberry and chocolate one was heavenly, and milk 'n' cookies is always amazing - except that they both had dairy in, so as you can imagine, when I woke up at 4:38AM today and started to feel the pain in my stomach, and falling into giggles as I remembered things that happened throughout the night, I couldnt go back to sleep for a long time. I dont know how many times I stuck my finger in creamy surfaces and licked it - there was the mille feuille cream, the profiteroles' chocolate sauce, the strawberry and choc top layer which I'm pretty sure was double cream, the cookies' whipped cream and marshmallows, which I also ate with a spoon as it's made with ice cream - we must've looked so classy. I say "we" because I took Mike down with me and fed him with my finger. Now that must've looked depraved but we were in our own little world and honestly couldnt care less what viewers may think. It was a fantastic night, we get along like two kids but we're mature and can deal with the serious things. He's my best friend, I love him.

When I got home I went straight to bed, lying on it for ages having a convo that went more or less like this:

Me: Monica!
Me: Uh?!
Me: You're drunk!
Me: *laughs*
Me: Brush your teeth and change your clothes.
Me: *closes mouth, opens eyes, springs up from the bed, shuts one eye again...*

Today's song is:

And if you're wondering about the title of the post, we always stop at my house first and say our goodbyes in the taxi with the meter running and probably make the driver uncomfortable - I love it!

So, I've had a healthy breakfast and a painkiller and a strong coffee. I think I need some sunshine too. Have a great day everyone!

Love,

Mon xx

One of the things I love to do is grab a coffee and take a drive to watch the sunset, then sit in the car drinking my coffee and letting the view work its soothing effect on me. Simple but stunning!

Love,

Mon xx

Now you, my dear friends, know that I dont like to swear. But sometimes people press the wrong buttons and you just cant help it.

Yesterday, a letter for my ex was delivered to my house. My first reaction was "what the f*ck is that doing here?!". I noticed it was important and as much as I didnt want to make him aware of it, I wouldnt want the guilt in my conscience and eventually told him about the letter. At least one of us is showing signs of being civilized, I thought.

I said it was important. I said I dont wanna keep in touch either and for him to speak to my mother to sort it out. Then bye bye, and that was it.

He then had the cheekiness of asking me to f*cking post him the f*cking letter! Hasnt spoken to me in ages, never told me about the letters I recently found out were delivered to our old house - important stuff too - and has generally been an arsehole yet expects me to go out of my way to please him. And when my mother told him to come and get it, he said he cant get here, when there's actually a bus that runs from his work to my house, he used to get it almost every day for years.

Cheeky little bugger. F*cking typical. I always had to do everything for him. Except for burping, farting and making a mess - that, he could do plenty of by himself.

"As soon as you post me the things I left in our house." I said. I'm thinking big tv and my memory box with lots of old photos.

Seriously, the nerve of that boy.

Love,

Mon xx

I reeeaally fancy those red stick sweets with the white soft bit in the middle, you know which ones I'm talking about, strawberry pencils or sticks or whatever. I managed to walk away from the sweet aisle in the supermarket, and now I'm craving them like mad. In fact, earlier I wanted them so badly that I ate a spoon of strawberry jam to satisfy my sweet tooth. Isnt that a sign of diabetes or something? I'm such a sweets junkie these days.

Love,

Mon xx

Ahh what a lovely weekend I've been having. Went out with the boy and his friends on friday, he stayed over, we had a looong lie in yesterday then went to town and had my precious crepe with nutella, did some shopping and saw lots of weird and wonderful things (and I purchased a very funny lipbalm), went for drinks, went for dinner, went for drinks, and really enjoyed each other's company. It reminded me of our first date, when one plan turned into a full day event because we just didnt want to leave each other. I feel lucky to be with him, we really enjoy being together and there's nothing else I'd rather do, it's the best feeling ever.

In other news, what the hell did Mena Suvari do to her hair?? I'd love to go for the bald-and-not-sexy look, as it'd make my life sooo much easier, but I havent got the cojones to do it. And also, why is Megan Fox my age yet so much more successful, rich and interesting looking? I wanna look like Mena with a shaved head (rather than Britney) and have Megan's job. I'm having none of this.

Anyway, I'm gonna pester someone into going for a drive, I don't like wasting sun as it's too rare.

Hope you're having a nice weekend everyone *sprinkles happiness around*

Love,

Mon x

Housework is just as exhausting as a good cardio workout. I've been on my feet/knees most of the day and I'm knackered. Thank God it's friday and I see cocktails ahead.

After a week of being very healthy (go me! - except for the massive Thorntons ice cream), I'm gonna enjoy tonight and have fun, and hope it doesnt rain. Rain always ruins my aura.

Hope you all have a great evening!

Love,

Mon x

More sun - woohoo!

*slaps on tanning oil*

*grabs sunglasses*

Oooops *shaves armpits*

See you later my friends

Love,

Mon xx

I'm waiting for a programme to start, as dodgy as that sounds...so to keep myself awake, I'm gonna do that quiz:

[01] Do you still think about your ex?
Not really, only when someone else starts the topic.

[02] Have you ever been heartbroken?
Yeah, who hasnt?

[03] What movie reminds you of your current boyfriend, girlfriend or ex?
Borat reminds me of my boy cos we saw it on our first date and laughed our heads off and didnt cringe (except for that fight scene), straight away I knew we were perfect for each other - how can you watch that film on a first date and not be embarassed?!

[04] How many times have you honestly thought you loved someone?
Three.

[05] Do you believe that everyone has a soul mate?
I think it's naive but I like to think so.

[06] What is your current relationship problem?
None.

[07] Have you ever loved 2 people at the same time?
Yeah of course, different types of love though.

[08] Your thoughts of your best friend and your ex?
Buried in the past.

[09] Have you ever seen a friend as more than a friend?
Nope.

[10] Do you believe in second chances?
Yeah, humans make mistakes. Depends on what happened though, I find it much easier to forgive than to forget.

[11] Have you ever been kissed underneath the fireworks?
Erm, party poppers?

[12] What is your favourite colour(s)?
I like loads, I grew up playing with palettes! Probably pink though.

[14] Do you believe you only love once?
No.

[15] Could you marry someone right now?
I dont think I'd find an ordained skydiving Elvis available right now...

[16] At what age did you start noticing the opposite sex?
12ish.

[17] What song reminds you of your ex or current boyfriend/girlfriend.
There are so many, I'll say 'commercial breakdown' by The Sunshine Underground cos it reminds me of when we first met.

[18] Do you know someone who likes you?
Yep.

[19] Do you like anyone?
Yep.

[20] Do you care about someone who is not with you or know about your feelings?
No, the boy is with me and knows about my feelings!

Not time for the programme yet, dammit. Hope you're all tucked up nicely in bed.

Love,

Mon xx

I spent the whole day with Rachel, the bff. We met up, did lunch in a little French café (where I'll be taking Mike for un crepe nutella soon but shhhh it's a surprise!) and I had a delicious couscous salad and lovely merlot, and then we shopped, and shopped, and I got the most fabulous trainers for the festival coming up, and...

...the sunglasses, not Mary-Kate. They didnt have them in red though! Rach got a lovely pair too. So I'm exhausted and far too flabby after a massive Thorntons rum ice cream, and the smell of fried fish in the house is making me nauseous, but I've had a great day. And I have a feeling it's gonna get better...

Love,

Mon xx