Create your own Friend Quiz hereI am a social creature enjoying being in the prime of my life. My current situation is one whereby I’m living at home saving for a mortgage with full intention of buying next year, and I recruit in Banking in the City for a living. Sounds boring but it’s not because the lifestyle that comes with it allows for ample networking and drinking across town, and fortunately funds my costly existence. I like the finer things in life. I also used to have an adoring romance with cigarettes until late last week when I was admitted to A&E with a collapsed lung. THIS is not good and hospitals give me the creeps. My romance has been called to an abrupt end. Why the fuck didn’t anyone tell me smoking was bad for you? My true love is music. I’ll talk about it a lot and I am admittedly very opinionated, but this is driven by my appreciation for what’s good and what’s bad, and I know what’s good and what’s bad you see. I also play the drums. I’m not overly superficial but I like clothes and think it’s important to look one’s best. I also love my mates, of which I am lucky enough to have plenty. I drive a classic Mini, and have done since I started driving. I’ve had three now and my current one’s a peach. I drive it fast. It goes like a ****. Why hang around? I am VERY, VERY IMPATIENT and can’t stand people or machines operating at a dawdling, sluggish pace; it drives me fucking mad. I am obsessive compulsive too. Right angles and strict routine please.I HATE:Incompetent drivers. People who drive too slow. New indie bands. People who worship Pete Doherty. People who dress like the horrors when it's not cool anymore. People who don't know where they're going in London. Rushing for trains. People with those FUCKING wheelie bags at Vicoria station in rush hour. People who get in my way. BMW Minis. People who drive BMWs. BMW Drivers. BMW Minis. The Fratellis. People who've been wearing skinny jeans for a matter of months because they've become cool. Art students who think they're different. Chavs who've transformed into indie kids when they used to call me a girl. People who try to be Pete Doherty. The Feeling. The Feeling. The Fratellis. The Fratellis. Madonna. People who don't know what they're talking about when it comes to music but think they do. Bands who's hair is more important than their music. That fuckin' fat chick in The Gossip. She just needs to stop eating.
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