I feel like Maureen from 'driving school'

Feking failed my driving test for the 4TH TIME!!!!! AGGGGHHHH!
What is wrong with me?!!! I even took it in Harrogate because apparently it is an easier test route that Horseforth! I'm a mong.

I failed on signalling. I can't use an indicator. Pah!

Anyway, this weekend I finally relented and went to Angelsey with my boy, his old mate Sheps (who cannot function normally without two bongs in a morning) and his lodger Julie and Shep's white boxer dog Suki. Who I am now in love with.
Had a great time, smoked weed, drank beer and watched the stars stoned out of our boxes.

Shep's parents own a mobile home overlooking the beech. It's not just any old caravan, more of a £40 grand little palace, it was nicer than my home! We had BBQ's, nice long walks and chips and gravy on cliffs. Ahh! I love coupledom!

Arrived back in Leeds last night at 6.30pm. Unpacked our bags, I did the pots, Matt did fuck all and I did the washing, Matt did fuck all and I cooked tea!!! I am going to have to kick this boy into shape, but then I think maybe it's my duty as he pays for everything and works really hard, therefore I need to look after him?? or am I Mrs Cunningham in Happy Days? I don't know.

Today so far, I have bought skinny black jeans from Topshop online, re-jigged my credit card balances to free up some cash for new jeans, wrote out shopping list for tonight's 'big shop', done abs work out in the gym and had steak for lunch. I should be a lady of leisure! Fuck this working in between!

In a while crocodile x