Zoë Bowyer

Some days one feels like a rats ass. Today is one of those days. New Year has been and gone and I can’t remember how much I drank or much of yesterday (apart from I ate half a pineapple and slept a lot).

This is not how I want to start the New Year! I can’t get over this notion that how you spend New Year will be how you spend the rest of the year. I know it is silly to think this way and to worry myself that I am going to spend the next year as drunk as a skunk. I guess I should remind myself that good things happened too. Such as, spending the night with loved ones (and their mad ass friends!)