Day 63.

She was a mess. A complete and utter mess but he didn't care. He liked her just the way she was. Her nervous smile, her awkward ways, the way she bit her lip. He was what she had been waiting for.

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Trying to explain to you how fantastic my weekend was is probably as difficult as getting a potato to recite the periodic table. It has been so phenomenal I can't even begin to work out the right words to use. It's just been one of those where you look at it, in hindsight, and think 'it couldn't have been any better.'

I am a big animal lover so the thought of going to the zoo is pretty much my idea of heaven. Despite the gloomy and, somewhat freezing conditions, I laughed the whole time. In between my shivers I was able to see some of the most graceful and cheeky animals the zoo had to offer. Even if we did have to do a whistle stop tour to see the tigers at the end. Tigers, it seems, are not fazed by having water thrown over them when they are trying to sleep. This was not me, by the way, this was Bob entirely. Such a child. The zoo also attracts some nutters. Within the first 5 minutes we were greeted by some bizarre woman trying to talk to us about a snow leopard. It's hard to explain but it was just weird on all levels. Bless her. I was not so pleased to see the tarantulas and spent most of my time shaking because I thought they were on me. Horrific creatures. 

The evening was probably one of my highlights of the entire year. I met some of the friendliest, funniest and most welcoming people I have known in some time. I was greeted by the drunk uncle, bearing in mind it was only about half 6. "He's a good lad" seemed to be the phrase of the evening. That, along with, "I was going to punch her lights out" by some scatty, yet incredibly lovely, Scouser. My broodiness kicked in fairly early on, considering the most beautiful little girl ever was there squeezing my finger as she had her bottle and we played with her toy rabbit. What an absolute babe. I was tempted to steal her but there was no way she would have fit in my bag. Shame really. Meeting someones extended family can be awkward. Not only because it's kind of a big deal, it's also an indicator on the person you are there with. A family says a lot about a person and can really explain why they are, the way they are. My face was so sore from laughing so much. It can also be awkward to meet so many new people especially when, within the first half an hour, you are shown the Uncle's torso, arse and everything else kept in his trousers. Phenomenal. It was definitely my kind of party. The drinks were flowing, the 'old' music was keeping me happy and I was in the best of company. I also managed to arrange a holiday to Egypt next year too. I don't waste any time.

After my blip the other day, where I was feeling pretty down and out, last night has definitely restored my confidence and appreciation for everything I have right now. I am truly the luckiest girl alive. When you feel as though you don't deserve to be so happy, you tend to create the negative situations around you. My new PMA is working, without a doubt. My positive attitude and change in circumstances is bringing round fantastic opportunities and building on the incredible relationships I have with the people closest to me. (I never thought things could be so wonderful until I met you.) I don't expect life to always be so peachy. That's just not how it goes but I am so determined to make the most of what I have been given.

Today I found out how much rent my parents want me to pay per month and quite honestly, I think I need to live here for a long time. Unbelievable. Put it this way I am saving about £250 a month from what I was having to pay for pretty much the same thing. Also, I am getting rid of other burdens that cost me too much money by the beginning of next week and that's something I am really looking forward to. In some warped, it's harder than it looks, kind of way. The changes I am making are setting me up for one hell of an amazing future. I just hope things can stay this way.

I would like to make reference to a few of things I have come to find out today. They may be of use to you in the future. Who knows? Firstly, it is always appropriate to wear a faux fur leopard print coat in any situation. It is also appropriate to accessorize said coat with brightly coloured trainers and leggings when taking a greyhound for a walk. I looked like an '80's throwback and I loved it. The only issue with wearing this attire is when it rains, it isn't such a good look. Team your leopard print coat with brightly coloured red hair, which bleeds when wet, and you actually look like you are wearing something you've just shot. It's a winner. Secondly, it is perfectly acceptable to be incredibly jealous of people who go on holiday at this time of year. Mainly because they will be in beautiful sunshine whilst you are working in the stunning British Autumn time. It is okay to allow the rain to wash away your tears whilst you imagine them sat by the pool. Thirdly, it is a lie if someone tells you that you can't have a dessert before your main meal. It is a disgraceful lie people tell to make you eat properly. Do not listen to that one bit. Finally, don't be afraid to call your mum a 'lazy bitch', in jest, when she refuses to get the roast done at an appropriate time. Oh, and when she refuses to make an apple crumble. It's always okay to do that.

Hannah xox