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Sunday, 9 March 2014

/ weekly wind-down 10

This week has been one of fun, food and failing.

Friday was an incredibly strange night out in bath. I had quite an eventful journey to say the least, and then upon arrival realised I had completely forgotten my shoes - thankfully following just under an hour of grovelling I managed to borrow a particularly fetching pair

I can come off very rude when you first meet me, and that honestly isn't my intention. I just say the first thing that comes into my head - uncensored and sometimes a tad sharp. I made three and a half enemies that night.

I also only needed one cider to get tipsy. The jaeger-bomb pushed me into drunk, and then a vodka and coke over the edge. High five for the light-weights.

I also hate my smile. For some reason I was actually going to type ovaries there (I'm watching strange TV). I'm not sure why I'm sharing this with you. Very un-blogging-professional. I'll just continue this monologue shall I?
I hate my smile and always avoid smiling in photos. I think having braces made me really self-conscious of my teeth - oh and someone recently told me it made me look awful. Cheers.
I'll work on that ovary.

This week I am thankful for:
tolerant friends.
a good primer (the Benefit one) - you don't want your face sliding off
the ability to function on around 2 hours sleep - quality, not quantity people
did I mention I love my dad. he waited 3 hours to pick me up from the station when I had that disastrous journey and only made me iron three shirts in return.

aren't we adorable? 
The lust list:
an ability to be organised (i lost my train tickets in the freezer)
replaceable feet (mine are suffering)

Next week I'm resting, recuperating and actually going to do some uni work.

love sophie


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