Due to the fact the following of two things will happen
- The boy I’m in love with will fall in love with me back (I am extremely aware that this isn’t going to happen, but I can dream can’t I?)
OR
- I will consumer far too much alcohol, fall down countless times, get off with some scruffs in front of all my colleagues, dance like a mad man on acid and generally make a ginormous fool of myself
I don’t know why I’m kidding myself because the latter of which will happen, but maybe for once, life will be kind to me (hahahahahHAHAHAHAH)
