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All day I've felt really sick and I've had the kind of headache I usually get when I've drunk copious amounts of vodka the night before. Which I did not do last night (I stayed in and watched How To Look Good Naked and was in bed by ten thirty, hardcore!) It's the kind of headache that pills don't really get rid of, because rather than being a pain, it's more the sensation that alcohol is still swimming around in your brain, and whenever you eat or drink, you can taste vodka. I don't really know what's wrong with me, but I'm going to go out and get lashed get an early night tonight and hope I feel better tomorrow morning.

BEAUTIFULLLL day yesterday and today. Went to the Abbey yesterday afternoon avec mon boyfriend, his BFFL (lol!1!) Shaun, and two of my girlies, Alex and Dara. We lay on the grass getting a tan burnt, and it felt all carefree and shimmery and happy.

I doubt this feeling will last as exams are now in less than a week, but I've still got it this morning.

I'm sat here smelling like sunflowers (courtesy of Natural Collection circa 2003 - I found a load of really old body sprays in my drawer and I'm trying to use them all up so I have an excuse to buy some expensive relatively cheap perfume to treat myself), and I'm thinking I might wear a skirt and a strappy top to school! :] To me, smelling like sunflowers and optimistically planning your summery outfit in the hope that the sun won't go in before you have the chance to enjoy it and before global warming sends you some craaaazy weather and floods your town again, epitomises the very essence of summer in Abingdon.

Don't have to go d'ans l'ecole till 11 this morning which is quite lovely, except for the fact that I have a Psychology essay to write before I go and so far, I've been on Facebook for about an hour and have made no attempt to actually open my text book, or my organised pile of notes scrappy pile of shit to find out what the essay title actually is.