I Want It Good Now, But It's Gotta Get Bad Before It Gets Good.

Now then, I remembered my weekly post. So here it is.

I guess I should start from that Wednesday in the half term holidays. My mother and myself had arranged to go to the Trafford Centre the next day because she wanted me to get new school shoes. This was fine until I got a text off Hannah asking if I wanted to come with her, Siobhan and Louise for a walk to Lyme park. Initially, for some reason, I felt glad that I had plans and wouldn't enjoy going out for a walk with them. So I Texted Hannah back to say I couldn't because I had to go to the Trafford Centre. Later on, however, I realised that I regretted that decision I had made. Me and my mum weren't going to the Trafford Centre until she got home from work around 5ish. This gave me plenty of time to go out with my friends, but I had this gut instinct that I just didn't want to. As the day progressed and I had diddly squat to do, I really regretted not accepting the invitation. But oh well.

Friday was Halloween. Hannah had organised a party at her house that everyone was invited to. Everyone except me that is. I really didn't want to spend another Halloween stuck inside with my Mum like a loner kid. So on Thursday night I decided to pop onto my school msn to try and get myself an invite. Which I got. Hannah asked me what I had planned for Halloween and when I said nothing, she probably felt bad for not inviting me or something. So she did. I have no idea why she didn't just invite me in the first place, I think she has something against me. Oh I dunno. But its always whenever everyone is going out on a Friday night, and Hannah is the one organising it or when everyone is off to her house. I'm always the only one who's not invited.

Anyway, so I quickly got a devil outfit organised and went to the party. I quite sneakily had a couple of vodka drinks before I went and previously asked my mum to buy us 4 little bottles of WKD as Keri had asked me. When myself and her were chatting about it on ms,n I swear she said she was bringing some as well, but I got to the party and found out it was only me who had brought WKD, and Josh who had brought some beers for the guys. However, because I had just downed a few vodkas, and quickly drank my WKD, I could feel the alcohol effects taking place and found it much more enjoyable than I would have if I was sober. I feel very low and pathetic for resorting to alcohol to calm my nerves and make myself feel more sociable, but I wanted to have a good time.

Didn't do much for the rest of the weekend. My sister came back on Sunday, it was nice to see her again but meant that all the attention was on her, as usual. She had to go back early on Wednesday, she was supposed to stay for the whole week but had to go back to do an essay or something. My auntie and uncle came round for tea on Wednesday to see her and to say goodbye again, which was nice. That week was the beginning of the first week back from half term, which was a bummer. And now all I'm looking forward to is the Xmas holidays, and my holiday in Tenerefe with the family which should be excellent!!

Didn't do anything on Thursday or Friday. But last night was quite good. Me and a big group of us went to Poynton Pool for the fireworks display and bonfire night. We got there dead early and went on all the rides and watched the bonfire being lit and all that jazz which was good. We also got to watch both the kiddie firework display and the main one which was a bonus. It was bloody freezing though, well, it wasn't until it started raining, then every one's hair got wet and then it got reaaaly freezing. I had loadsa layers on as well. So as soon as I got home I got changed into some warm clothes and had a nice hot chocolate. Good times.

Rightio, looks like that's it for this week. Next post will be a week from now.