For just a little excitement in my life that doesn’t involve Scouts (even the news is against me on this) and fundraising and having to be a goody goody. I want to be bad people! Bad!
But I honestly think I’ve forgotten how.
I want to drink and dance and say bad things… and not have to think that a parent of a Scout, or a future contributor will see me.
We were talking at work today about the stupid things we did at uni – all the drinking and the unbelievably dumb risks we took… and I have to admit missing it like crazy.
Like a crazy crazy woman.
Thank God I’m too knackered to do anything about it!