21st Birthday Celebrations.

Ok so my birthday is not till Novmeber and the Bestest's 21st isn't till September but we're already planning our celebrations.
We decided to celebrate from Reading Festival till December.
So we're starting off by going to Reading (good way to start the celebrations right?) and then 2 weeks after that we're seeing Muse (even better) and then we're seeing Avenged Sevenfold and Stone Sour (can i get any better?) and then we're seeing Kids in Glass Houses (we're going to celebrate in style) and then we're seeing 30 Seconds to Mars & Enter Shikari (two very beautiful bands).
That's the celebrations so far and that's not even including the nights out in town yet.

Lets see how many gigs we can fit into the celebrations. It's going to be immense.
I'm so excited. I'm as excited as a fat kid in a cake shop....that's pretty exciting.

Just can't wait for them to get started. Only have 26 days to wait!



BRING IT ON!



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Just a few old, most likely embarrasing pictures.

Math's is not our strong point.

It's 27 days till Reading. Me and the Bestest can't count down properly. We've been adding on a day for some unknown reason. We're great really.
It makes it a day closer so i'm not complaining.

I should really go finish my room. When i say finish i mean carry on. Lets be honest, it's no where near finished yet. I'm just so lazy.
I like to start projects and then never finish them. I always want them done 10 times quicker. My mind must work in mysterious ways. I swear it's constantly on fast forward.

Pay day next week. Now that is exciting. I get to buy my boots which i've been waiting to get for nearly 4 weeks now......since last pay day to be honest.
After pay day i think it's something like 2 weeks till Reading but i can't think that far forward. Live in the present, not in the future.




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How can 1 photo change your mood severely?
Can't bring myself to throw it away.
Bad times.



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p.s

& it's only 10 days till i get my sexy new boots



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It's my day off.

My day's off are usually spent chiling out, doing nothing.
Today that is not an option. I've already done some washing and its only 12:20! What happened to the good days where i never got up before 12?
Suppose the benefit nowadays is that the day is not wasted in bed....usually with a hangover.
If someone said to me 6 months ago "You'll have a job where you have to wake up at 5 in the morning and work 6 days a week" i would have turned around and laughed in their face.
Who's laughing now? i'm sure not.
That isn't ment in a miserable, depressing way. I'm perfectly happy.
Why wouldn't i be happy? I have the BEST friends ever, i have a job (ok it's not the best job ever but it's better than not having one) and i have a great family (selected members only.....Ok..my mum)
It's all smiles and cheers for me right now.
Plus its 30 days till Reading.
How could i not be happy?!?



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Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh

Sometimes you just feel like screaming.



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Paint, paint, paint.....oh and more paint.

I wish my walls would paint themselves.
I would wish for a smaller room but i love my room.
Not even been a week yet and i'm already bored of painting. The 3 biggest walls are done....well just about...but i just want it finished already.
The Lady helped me the other day (clearly the whole "I'm going to do it all by myself" plan went out the window) it was fun. Actual conversations whilst painting makes it less boring.
Today i roped in my Mum to help me. She's qualified in painting & decorating so she's obviously a good person to help me. That and i can get away with just sitting on the floor pretending to rub down the skirting board.
I just want my room finished now.
I miss my bed.


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31 days

Yes people, there are only 31 days left till Reading Festival.
I clearly cannot wait.
5 days of pure fun. Mostly drunken fun but not totally drunk that i can't remember seeing the acts i REALLY want to see.
I'm really looking forward to seeing Mumford & Sons but i'm pretty sure they are going to clash with someone else i want to see. I want to say Biffy Clyro but lets just wait till i get there.
Talking about Reading. Me and the Bestest put our tent up to air it out and see what damage there was from Reading last year. Well who knew putting a tent up could be so challenging?
No tent pegs + no instructions = pure chaos.
The tent ended up upside down. Mainly because of the wind and not because of our lack of tent-putting-up skills.
But apart from a few makeup stains the tent was absolutely fine. Good times.


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All i want to do...

is buy new shoes.
Why can't my debt people understand this simple statement?!?





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I'm gonna break down these walls...

Ok maybe not gonna break my walls down....just paint them all.
That's right, i'm finally decorating my room.
I give it a couple of weeks before i get bored and give up.
But hopefully the painting would be done by then, it's just the finishing touches that makes a room & that will probably take me the longest because i'm pretty fussy. Plus i'm doing everything by myself.
Good luck to me.
We all know i'm not a qualified decorator but how hard can it be to paint a wall?
I bet it's going to be ridiculously hard now i said that.
How long should i give it before i eat my words?



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Saturday night.

My life lately....

It has been a right mixtures of up & down.
I don't know whether i'm coming or going anymore.
My wrist is hurting me again, back to the doctors i go & i still won't go on anti depressants no matter how much he thinks i need them. I don't need them. I'm not even miserable.

Town Saturday night was a right laugh. I had a good time. Got home at 6 & got up at 9 to go to work. I clearly was looking very rough the next day. Never mind, it just shows i had a great night.

Finally got paint to re-decorate my room. I'm going to do it all by myself because then if anything goes wrong i only have myself to blame. Not that anything will go wrong because i am clearly an expert in decorating.

Still dieting. I think i will be for the rest of my life at this rate. Good news is i have lost weight but the bad news is that i don't think i'll ever be happy in myself. Too many skinny people around. Come on people, eat a burger or 10!

Reading is coming around very fast. Only like 5 weeks now. I have mentally packed. Best part is that i still have half of it to buy. I'm taking 5 outfits and 3 pairs of shoes. Keeping everything to a minimum. I clearly can't carry a lot of stuff. It's all good. I just cannot wait to get there now. Hurry up please?




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New life rule.

My new rule is;

I have to buy myself atleast 1 pair of new shoes a month.
Shoes make me happy.




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Shopping

Went shopping today.
First of all with my mum & then again with Bird.
Spent like 7 hours shopping in total.
Great fun.
I got some absolutely amazing shoes from New Look. £7 in the sale. What a bargain.
Got a lovely dress to go with them.
And of course a few other bits and pieces.

I've just generally had a great day.
All giggles and laughter.




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A whole week of dieting.

I'm used to it now.
It's a good feeling.
No one is like "Have you lost weight?" yet but it only has been a week.
My mum thinks I have because she said, and i quote..."You don't seem as lumpy."
Thanks mum.
I don't think lumpy is good in any sense.

Bring on this week!



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Well today's good.

After paying off some of my debt, i have now realised i'm half way to being debt free. Well debt free from the major stuff anyway.
The weathers good.
I feel good.
Tired but good.
Going for a walk round the Lakes soon. Should be fun. Be with a dog. I love dogs, it almost gives you a reason to go walking.

This weekend in general should be interesting.
First sober weekend for as long as i can remember. I'll probably have 1 drink because i haven't stopped drinking, just majorly cut down.

I wanted to buy a maxi dress whilst the sun is out but can i afford the one i want? Of course not! Wait till next month.

Reading is next month. Now that IS exciting.



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You know you're cool when....

you're mum turns around and says "You're having a late one aren't you?" at 9:15pm on a thursday night.
Score.
I'm right up there with the cool kids i am.



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Blaahhh

I want my social life back.
I feel like i don't have one anymore.
I miss my friends.
Hate having to get up at 5 in the morning. New job maybe?
Shame it's ridiculously hard to get a job right now. I keep looking but there is just nothing going about. Sucks.
But some job is better than no job.
Atleast i can't drink if i don't have a social life. Cutting down is a challenge as it is. Yes cutting down not given up.
Didn't drink monday night. That's a first.
Lets just see what happens.
I will sort it out somehow.



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Workout DVD's are bad.

Attempted the Clubland Workout of your life DVD yesterday. It wasn't as bad as i thought it would be but my god, it would not end. I must have been doing it for about 2 hours. Well probably not that long but certainly feels it.
The skinny blonde woman kept telling me to pull my abs in. One problem there.....i don't have any abs. If i did i'm sure as hell i would not be on this diet. She could have said "Come on girls hold your fat in." But noooo had to be abs didnt it.

Woke up this morning with only a couple of aches but it would be round 2 of the killer DVD today. In a few hours actually i just need to make myself think it's the best thing in the world first.

I can lie to myself.



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My Make-up artist is the best.

Day 1 of the diet.

Well its been a few hours since the diet started and well what can i say? I'm already missing crisps. Biggest weakness ever.
I may have forgotten about it this morning when i bought a can of Coke after work. I got out of the shop and was like "I really should not be drinking this." But nevermind, i'll remember now. Well i'll try to anyway.
Going to Tesco's with the Muv in a bit to get healthy, diet food. This is going to be the worst food shopping trip ever.
When we eventually get back from Tesco i'm going to attempt th workout DVD i stole from my sister's flat.
Let's be honest, i'm going to need about 3 litres of water and 2 fans to keep me going. But if it works then i'm not going to complain THAT much.
Who am i kidding? Complaining is what i do best.


Bring it on.



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The last weekend before the diet.

What a weekend it was too. Never ate so much in my life.
I just had to get rid of everything bad in the fridge.
Stayed at the Bestest's house all weekend. We drank, watched film and ate some pork scratching flavoured quavers. Ok they weren't Quavers just some very dodgy pork scratchings.
We played charades but we only did bands/singers. Funniest thing ever. Nothing will ever beat my Metallica attempt or the fact every time one of us was like "4 words" we just shouted Kids in Glass Houses. Could not stop laughing.
We also attempted to play cards but when there is only two of you, your games are very limited. We attempted to play Bullshit but it really wouldn't work because whatever i didn't have, the Bestest had. Still managed to get a good few lies in there though.

Good times.



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Everything & Anyone

So i'm apparently "improving" at work. Good times.
I just need to "stop faffing about." But anyone who knows me, knows that faffing is what i do best. It's like in the morning i'm ready with a good 10 minutes to spare but i usually leave later than planned because i was too busy faffing about. Good times right? Who doesn't enjoy a good faff.

The Bestest won't stop coming round my house. Mainly because i ask her to come round but still. We need to prepare for this marvellous idea we had. Plan is now named 'Lets try to fit into a tent at Reading' aka 'The Diet.' What a brilliant idea that was. I'm so totally looking forward to eating rabbit food. Oh by the way that was my attempt at sarcasm if you couldn't guess.
And a personal note to the Bestest- Don't worry i won't be eating Stewie's food.

But the Bestest is AWESOME. "Scoreeeeeee"

To go with this stupid diet i got an even worse exercise dvd. It's going to be like that advert for Curry's (I think it's curry's anyway) when the fat guy is exercising in the frontroom and the TV falls off the wall. You seen that right? Well anyway, my TV does not stand a chance. Nor does anything in my frontroom. Next week when there are sudden bursts of volcanoes, do not panic, it's just me trying to keep up with the skinny blonde on the dvd.




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Ok so i'm having this early mid life crisis.

To sum it up, my sister is a dick.
She generally does what i do now.
When i started listening to rock music, it was the worst thing she ever heard but a few months later its like she invented the whole genre. The same with dubstep.
She steals my clothes ALL the time when she's like a size or 2 smaller than me. She asks me to do her makeup the same way i do mine when she goes out.
She steals the majority of my ideas for tattoos & then gets them done first.


And then she wonders why people think we look alike?!?


Just when i thought my piercings were safe......OH NO how wrong could i be?
She goes and gets her lip pierced.
But it's not all bad......it's not the same side.
Like THAT makes it all better.
She may as well just change her name to Sara.

I don't know what to do to make me different to her anymore. If i wanted to look ANYTHING like her then i wouldn't have cut & dyed my hair the amount of times i have. I wouldn't have got tattoo's to make me different to her. I wouldn't have got piercings so people wouldn't be like "Oiiiii Kim" ...."Erm think you find my name's Sara. Dick."
Suggestions would be great. But only suggestions where i won't end up looking like a bigger dick than she does ok?




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