Cheers for the freaking weekend

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Thursday night I went out to an Italian with my family. It was so nice, even when Morgan vomited on me. The food was lovely and I got drunk on Champagne, wine and cider.

Friday morning at ten I had my hair cut. Mum told me I looked like a dyke. I've never been so nervous for a hair cut before, particularly when my hairdresser was almost sick.

Went to Danielle's at 2, started to slowly get ready with her. We drank some shitty cosmopolitan and dressed. I looked hot I think. We arrived at about twenty past seven and saw everyone. I got some funny looks for my dress because everyone was all classy and elegant whereas I looked victorian/burlesque according to some boys with my lacy gloves and dress that had roses and skulls on it. Oh well.

Beth looked beautiful. Danielle's dress was amazing. Everybody looked soooo good. It was a shame about Beth's dress but when she got changed she still looked totally great. And..she kissed Ricky. :D Finally.

We had our time at Queens, food wasnt so great and the atmosphere was just chilled out but we went to Yates' after that and drank and danced. Lovely Matthew bought me plenty of drinks and I got some free from the pub itself which was nice. Mum told me I was straight-laced because I thought the 30year old pole dancing school girls were degrading. Micheal told me I had a nice rack and a pretty face and that I'd find someone soon and then he told me to go home with Matthew. I didn't. I never kissed anybody.

Then we went to Halo, a renovated church. It was so nice there, just dancing with everyone. There were some creepy guys though and one tried to rob me. We stayed there until it shut and then went on a wild goose chase looking for somewhere else that was open. Of course our feet were hurting and Chrissie really wanted to go home. She's nice but was a bit miserable. At ten-past 4ish we finally got a taxi home. Me and Beth were so upset about it, we really wanted to stay out, especially when we saw the gay bar was still open.
We got to Dani's at half 4, had a few more drinks, talked and then went to sleep for about 4 hours.

On Saturday Mark picked me up and we visited Auntie Betty. I got some more presents and we went out for a meal. It was lovely. Auntie Betty was asking me about boyfriends, constantly. She was like, insistent that I should get one. Maybe I do look like a lesbian.

Overall, a very enjoyable weekend.