Oh i'm so tired. I promised myself i'd have a lazy weekend so i would be all refreshed for this week, but i just couldn't resist the temptation of getting drunk.
And what a drunken weekend it was! It was good though, especially Saturday night. So many old friends were out so it was lovely to catch up with them.
I spent most of yesterday in bed with a stinking hangover, my body is far too little and fragile to be handling the sort of drunken torture i put it through.

But it is June, so i know i've got more drunken nights to come. I hate June. Wanna know why? ok.

Well...my mum had me when she was 17. It was through choice because due to a back injury she was told her spine wouldn't be able to hold the weight of a baby past the age of 20. My dad was this guy.....a guy who was into his drugs, and my mum loved him but she told him if he wasn't off the drugs by the time i was born it was over...and well, he wasn't. So they spilt up the day i was born...which was in June.

Then because of the whole drugs thing he committed sucide when i was 4. He hung himself. Know i don't really have a clue when that was, because i don't really know much about it at all, but i do know that his birthday was the 10th of June. So really its the only sort of anniversay thing I have for him. Oh and fathers day is in June...which you know...makes June a pretty suckass month.

But i overcome this with drink, which i guess is no better than his problem with drugs...but meh....it helps.

My my what a rant! Well maybe more some later, but for now i'm going back to being lazy (and maybe some big brother later )