I have tried and tried and tried to be a good girl this year.
I’ve cleaned my room, helped mum and dad, brought my sister out shopping days, been a sister rather than a second mother to my brother. I’ve loved and lumped it. I joined the gym and appear to keep getting unhealthier.
Christmas is tomorrow and I know this is late reaching you but God seems to have done a runner on me. I’m lying in bed, I’ve pulled a muscle in my chest from coughing, which might I add is agony, I’ve a dual infection and a migraine that could take down a pride of lions. Not forgetting the antibiotics and painkillers that cause nausea, the loveless love life and the mountain of work that needs to be done on my days off.
So Santa what I’d really like for Christmas is the energy to be really really naughty cause nice is getting me nowhere!
On the plus side, it’s nearly a new year, and next year cannot be worse that now! You poor chicken! Just rest up.
Jo: Feeling much better now thank you
Happy New year if i’m not talking to ya before then.
Poor you. Glad to see you Christmas worked out well.
(Filthy tart)
Lottie: Filthy tart?
I haven’t been up to anything with boys if that’s what u mean! I’ve just been getting up to mischief with friends lol nothing sordid just trying to have fun. Fun doesn’t always include the male species in the equation
Little Miss, we are highly overrated!
Happy New Year.
Yes Gray I must agree you are…no offence…you lot do have your uses every now and then though so not ALL hope is lost
Happy New Year to you too. Let’s hope it’s a good one….