Everything is fine (see above)
A lot has happened in the last 7 days. English teachers tell you to avoid using ‘a lot’ to describe things, but I doubt they were suffering from a weedkiller/free champagne hangover when they said that.
I got my nose pierced, turned 25, went blond(er), got tickets to see RATBOY at Rayleigh Mill, and finished my English Literature Degree with the Open University. All of these things make me feel quite proud of myself.
I am in the midst of one of the most aggressive hangovers ever, so I can’t offer you anything worthwhile today. I keep remembering that I now have to get a full-time job and be an adult; then I watch Ratboy’s ‘Sign On’ and pretend that I’m still a teenager, and everything’s fine. The vodka’s back in the wardrobe (the only place it’s safe) and I’m staying sober for the next month (See you Saturday?)