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yes, i think i did wake up drunk this morning. and it's a good feeling, because it's the first morning this week that i haven't woken with a headache. i'm sure that's not the way it's meant to work... "a night of heavy drinking & dancing = clear-headed happiness in the morning."

but we christened my absinthe shot glasses. and i don't think i'm going to apply the word 'antisocial' to myself any more. i just seem to prefer sitting in my room chatting in small groups to feeling insecure at large social gatherings.

i still miss home... but not as much. not since i got an email from my lgbt mum (=sense of belonging) and persuaded pretty boys to cross-dress by putting on my wig (=being queen! who's queen? i'm queen!)

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i absolutely refute any rumour that i, at any point this afternoon, found julie andrews attractive.

what a ridiculous thought!



not when she cross-dressed.

not when she cross-dressed *twice* (are you following?)

not at all.

honest....