my anaconda don't want none unless you've got buns hun

Monday, monday. Started with a zero sleep, zero tolerance kind of vibe. Work was mental with people donating rubbish and we were backed up from Saturday when we had to concentrate on stock take. Working saturdays and doing stock takes are the kind of combo I find massively depressing because it reminds me I am still working in retail. In 2010 I MUST escape retail.

The pain was lessened by the thought that I was going out a-dancin' that night as I had insisted on a Tuesday off. Monday is the best night out in Reading if you aren't a total chav or normie so I like to relive my non work commitment days every now and again and go out. I often tag along with my sickeningly popular sister as most of my friends are proper grown-up people and don't go out ever, let alone on a school night. My friend Elle has a week off too so she came out. These are her pics I have stolen UHGEN



The purple dress thing I'm wearing is not my usual thing but it was from Topshop sale and I just liked it. It filled my desire for more 'going out' garb that covers the top of my arms which have gone the way of the bingo wing. I wore it with my coral handbag (in a previous post), my 'Best Friend' necklace and these little purple mary-jane style courts from Primark last year, £2 babes.

It was a good night until my exhausted headache struck, I attempted to dance to dubstep even though I don't really know what it is, but very much enjoyed 'Baby got back', some MJ and an unexpected Muse song. My dress made my grandma dancing ten times worse.