smiles & frowns

bloody hell its been a up-and-down then back-up-then-down sort of few days! thursday was results day & it feels like forever & a day ago. i did well, 2 A's, 4 B's, 3 C's & a distincion in business (which counts as another 2 A's), so to celebrate a few of us went out for an italian & a drink or two in blyth. friday was the down-to-the-up, i cabbaged on the sofa all day. saturday was up again, in a big way! work was good (even thou i did end up doin only 4 hours like) & i met loz like stright after & we went to 21st to get sum wine & we had anotha night at johns gettin pissed, eatin kebab, listenin to music, chattin about every1 nd everythin til yon time - then stumbling home totally out of it. i had a huuuuuge fight with me mother, & the down begins! i cannit really remember it that wel at al, i just kno i bloody hit her :| canit believe it, so i ws totally in th dog house yesterday & i ws stil grounded today, so al iv done is go to the bloody gym & make a fucking cottage pie. im really fucked off - i need to be outtt! iv never been so exited to go to work as i am tomorro, im gna pretennd i hafta work overtime nd stop out cos i WILL die if i have to spend much more time in this bloody house! im guna go & iron mi work top, straighten mi hair & phone loz cos i hav terrible flashbaks of sat, phonin pizza hot & askin wat we cud get for £8 includin delivery, & if it ws ther in less than halfa hour we'd giv the delivery bloke a kiss. christ. im never drinking again. ever. xx