Wow. Relationships are complicated. And I don’t even have enough experience in them to understand them fully.

You know it was a good party when you can’t remember much but find lemon peel, Smirnoff bottles, and layers of jewelry and clothes coating your bedroom floor.

Friends with benefits. “All the fun without the complicated crap”. Thing is such a relationship does have complicated crap, just a different sort to the complications in an ordinary relationship. There’s the constant worry that one may fall for another or that one may get a serious relationship, and an you have more than one at a time? Or can you cheat on one another? So now, opinion formed, I have decided, I have no fucking clue what to do.

I don’t care what people say about today’s youth being fixated on popularity, drinking and partying; because it’s true. But, you know what, life’s too short to suffer bullying hoping sixth form will be better or being shy and nervous because you haven’t got a few drink down you or spending Friday nights at home watching xfactor. So, ladies and gentlemen, on friday I am going to party like there’s no tomorrow and there’s nothing anyone can say to stop me.