Well, its so easy for a good week to turn sour. First of all, ended up having Shannon an Willy round at mine thursday night, with 24 fosters, 24 wkd’s and 2 bottles of port; which we drank all of. Friday morning, got up, had a phone call saying that my uncle had died, so i started drinking again (damn these bank holidays), and went the rugby with ste and met shannon, aidy and co in Wigan. Ended up getting merrily drunk again and woke up saturday morning with many women giving me shit, (joy for me) . Also felt pretty ill lol Didnt do anything saturday except wallow in self-pity and try and sort my head out. Sunday morning, woke up, still rough, still women giving me shit, this time realising ive got 3 assignments in, in under 2-3 weeks. Great,  and then on top of that my bank charges me a 40 quid fine for my debit bouncing because it went out 10 hours before i got paid. Grr. Then to top it all off, i get woken up at 5am after getting to bed at 3am due to working nights, woo for me. Not.

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