  I am a woman of substance, independant not codependant. I am a woman of substance, independant not codependant. I am a woman of substance, independant not codependant. I am a woman of substance, independant not codependant. I am a woman of substance, independant not codependant. I am a woman of substance, independant not codependant. I am a woman of substance, independant not codependant. I am a woman of substance, independant not codependant. I am a woman of substance, independant not codependant. I am a woman of substance, independant not codependant.
Right, now that's out of the way. I'm going on holiday to Brixham tomorrow, so there won't be any bloggage for at least a week. Yay! Okay, so I broke up with Pete. I'm fine with that. I had a very long cry on Wednesday night and a long cry to Becca yesterday lunchtime, but Jess and Yasmin and Becca and everybody was there for me, and I feel a lot better, knowing I have so many wonderful caring friends there for me.
And Lucy's older sister Jenny (who I speak to on the rareish occasions when i'm in the LSCR) is going out with Ash, A.K.A. Hot Guy! Noooooooo! Um, what else to say... England lost the football last night, *prepares self for hoards of angry fans beating her* HOORAY!!!!! Um... I'm fine, I'm getting on with life, I'm surviving. I'm still upset about it but I'm not letting it bother me anymore. I'm okay. If I could put emoticons on this blog I'd do the quaver and sing "I will survive" by Gloria Gaynor. 
