Chai, Contraception & Peroxide Gone Wrong.

So I've decided I'm going to write a diary entry every Sunday, describing my week's successes (normally few) and failures (normally over-called).
I got the idea because a friend recently pointed out to me that I am the weirdest, amusingly crazy person she knows.
Depends on how it's received but here's my first entry. ENJOY!

Dear Diary,

This week has been TORTUROUS.
One of those where every second is an hour and every minute is a decade.
I thought I was going to die on several occasions.

What happened to me this week... Hmm.

Okay! Got something!

On Friday I went to Starbucks with my friend Katie, for a chat and a lovely chai tea latte (my poison).
We were sat in a booth, chatting about life, love and the latest novels on amazon kindle.
Then... DUN DUN DUHHHHHN.
A girl who neither of us are overly keen on - we hate her guts - walked past with her boyfriend.
Katie then proceeded to tell me about how this girl was sat in a public friend yelling to the world about 'how far' she's got with her boyfriend.
Then I got dared to say 'CONTRACEPTION IS OVERRATED' as her boyfriend walked past.
I did it, and let's just say I think he's avoiding me...
His loss.

What else?

Oh yes.
Had a bit of a FIASCO this week, I have.
You may know - who am I kidding, you SHOULD know, that I'm a compulsive hair dyer.
I get bored so quickly.
But I've been blonde almost a year now! New record!
However, I've had a bit of a catastrophe.
Too much peroxide I guess.
Me hair's gone disgusting.
No bother though.
I just have to walk around with a shower cap on and deep conditioned hair - which is embarrassing in itself when your dad's lurking around corners trying to catch pictures of you with his iPad.
THANKS DAD.

Also, I was transcribing some of 'Attack The Block' for a language investigation I'm doing into the use of taboo language - didnt realise I was saying it all out loud, until my brother is hitting me across the head and the whole family's berating me for swearing.

OOPSIE DAISY.

Until next week...
... PEACE OUT.