Excuse me while I spam you about my birthday.

So, my school half term is over my birthday - we get monday to friday off, and then my birthday is on the saturday. I have successfully planned things for friday, saturday, sunday & monday:

Friday will be spent with my girlfriend, and we will get drunk and I’ll make her play COD with me, and we’ll also watch Doctor Who and go to the beach and cuddle lots. It’ll be grand. On saturday I’ll have all my other friends round as well, and we’ll set up tents in my garden and get drunk. There will be obscene amounts of alcohol and we’ll be pissed as parrots. For the sunday, my parents said they’ll pay for people to go to the pub for lunch the next day - originally this included friends and family but now she’s thinking just family, but hey ho. It means I get to show off my girl to my family which will make me a very happy bunny. Aaaand finally, on the monday I will be bringing my girl into school with me. It’ll be fucking fab and I am SO FUCKING EXCITED :)

I cannot wait. I might die of excitement as the time gets closer. I’m already close to death. Periodically I have these little bursts of excitement and don’t stop smiling for an hour.

I LOVE EVERYTHING AND IT’S ONLY 26 DAYS AWAY AND AGDSGDASDAS EXCITEMENT AND HAPPINESS AND LOVE.