
In 2010 .
It's Only Right I Get My Two Cents In Too .
My 2010 Will Consist Of Achieving/Demolishing The Following . . .
1) DEBTS .Fuck My Life And Student Loans . If Someone Told Me Being A Student Meant Literally Being At The Mercy Of Natwest Every Month . . . I Would Of Left It Alone .
It's A Recession Doe Still .
It's All Bout Makin' Baaaaare Peeeees And Paying Them Bad Boys Orf . . .
Then Shoutin' ;
2) DRIVE BITCH DRIVE .
Yeah, That's Right .
Before My 20th Birthday I Will Pick My Mum Up From Sainsbury's In My Pergeot 206 . . . Allow My Red Car .
And On My Furby's Life I Will Pass The Bus I Used To Run For . . .
3) POTENTIAL SUITORS ACCORDING TO MUMMY CAYOL .
- My Future 'Doctor' Husband Is Likely To Be A Gynecologist . . . That Is Just Asking For A Visit Onto The Jeremy Kyle Show .
- Mum You Watch Way Too Much Holby City .
Allow Yourself It's Not Real .
- I Decide When I Unleash My Spawn Onto The World Thank You Very Much .
Mum, I Love You Dearly . . .
But Please .
LEAVE ME ALONE .
4) NEW YORK/AIYA NAPA/ANYWHERE I CAN GET MY BIKINI OOOOOORN .
With The Debts Paid Off And Uni Out For Summer . . .
5) OBVIOUSLY I'M GOING TO GET A JOB AND SEDUCE MY BOSS AND GET PAID BAAAAARE MORE PEEEEEES THAN MY FRIEND 'Stuart' Who Will Add Me On Facebook, Like My Statuses But Always Air Me At Work .
6) I WILL OWN A NANDOS BLACK CARD .
It Exists .
Pixie Lott Has One . . .
I Want One Too .
Free Chicken All Day Every Friggin' Day .
Spicy Ricey For Lifey '10 .
7) PIXIE LOTT WILL TAKE ME TO NANDOS WITH HER BLACK CARD/TOTALLY BE ON IT .
If I'm Ever Papped Coming Out Of Nandos With Pixie Lott In Heat Magazine . . .

(Don't Watch 6 And 7)
I Can Survive My Whole Entire Life Without Nandos, KFC And Reggae Sauce Actually .
RACISTS .
Man's Already Started GET MEEEEEH .
And I Won't Be 'Cutting' Anyone Out Of My Life To Make Way For Some More Bredrins In 2010 .
. . . You Did Get A Lil' Shook Doe Didn't You ?!
JUST A LIL' .
ADMIT IT .
10) I WILL BE 20 IN PRACTICALLY A MONTHS TIME #FACT .
Your All Invited To The PAAAARTAY . . .
Baaaaaaare xoxo's And Lots O' Love . . .