Well i'm excited. I have been invited to a fancy dress party next Friday in Sleford. The theme is pimps and whores. I have already decided what I am wearing, a purple mini dress, red lipstick maybe some fish nets, killer heels and fake eyelashes. I will look the dogs bollocks. The only trouble is when I get dressed up there is always someone looking better than me and it turns out i don't look as good as i originally thought i did from the photos. I look overweight and drunk. Which, in essence sums me up perfectly.
There is a guy going that i really like so i am not going to get that drunk, because i am complete arse when i am drunk. But if there is some size 8 model i am soooo going to smack that bitch up! No but seriusly what i suppose i'll do is getting wreeeking in a corner and then insult everyone and have to go home early. It all rests in this guy's taste. Does he like twigs or the chunkier variety?
My pimp has to be the campest person I know. Bless him. But its not about the size of your pimp its what you do with it 
I'll only ditch him when i get there.
I told my mum what the theme was and she was like oh thats nice dear. And i told my dad and he was like you are not going out dressed like a whore! He did the whole high and mighty thing when he really couldn't give a toss. My dads like that.
Oh yeah! Because sleaford is quite a way away, i have nowhere to stay, and this girl on my course lives not far from there. I found out that she had asked my other friends to stay at hers but not me! I always thought she had a problem with me! So i am gonna invite myself. But shes the type of person who'll say no! And its just because i got really drunk at hers once and smashed and oil lamp and then the next time i got realy really drunk and threw up over her brothers mattress but we flipped it so she didn't know. And then had to go to bed early! but i apologised! what more does she want.
