I adore my friends, including the shit ones who are only good for a bit of fun... in whatever form that may take! But especially the ones that love me as much as I love them.
I love shopping. I spend a disgusting amount each month, that would put me to shame if you all knew. I was without a doubt born to marry a multi-millionaire, not work as a silver-service waitress!
I have a myriad of awful habits, most of which I can't even be bothered to try to alter. It's all a part of who I am.
I'm currently struggling through my A-levels (maths, bio and english lit.) and will hopefully be going to the univ' of Leeds next year to study Microbiology. Fingers crossed.
I'm mostly a happy person but when things do get my emotions running high... most people know to get out my way.
Advice: Cocktails mixed with wine are not your friend.
Makes me vomit:
1)"I'M NOT RACIST, I HAVE BLACK FRIENDS" -- God fucking help you if I hear that utter from your mouth.
2) Myspace kiss pictures. Gross.
3) Miss-matched, ill-fitting clothes. Sort it out
I suspect this list is going to continue to grow...
