I've written a few things that I'm quite proud of

Don't worry! Mines even later!

And they were immense shows!

It's for a good cause though...

Well, I'm a bit crap, here's a summary of what happened saturday night:

Okay, so last night was my sisters birthday party. I had: a beer, a smirnoff ice, two glasses of bucks fizz, half a bottle of red wine, a quarter of a bottle of white wine and about 4 shots. I got really really drunk, I couldn't eat, I was talking absolute nonsense, dancing like a lunatic, falling all over the place, crawling about. And then, the main stuff: I pulled my sisters drunk friend (my drinking pal!) off the toilet so that I could pee (which I'm normally VERY shy about) and the after I had peed, I was pulling up my trousers shouting "DON'T LOOK AT MY VAGINA!" at about 3 drunk 16 year olds and one sober, autistic 17 year old. One of the girls who was slightly drunk saw all the cuts on my side and started asking me about them, and my drunk self was like "My hips are fine, my hips are fine. There's nothing wrong with my hips or back, what are you talking about? No, you don't need to see my hips, because it's near my VAAAAGGGIIIIINNAA!" and shit. But she ran upstairs and told my sister who started crying because everyone she knew was depressed, I started crying about how amazing she was, and that she didn't realise it and how much everyone loved her. Then everyone was asking me about the cuts and I was like "what cuts?".

Then, after being forced to eat cake by my Mum later on, I threw up 8 times and fell asleep on my bed.