Later I end up in the loo and am making myself sick, as I have decided this is the only way to sober up. The next thing I know I am waking up with my head over the bowl and a girl is trying to steal my handbag through the gap in the door. I manage to keep my bag with me and pass out again. When I next wake up I am being carried out of the loo by a bouncer who has used a screwdriver to take off the door. I had been in there an hour and a half and the club had closed. I end up lying outside with my coat on upside down. Every cab company refused to take me home. I was mouthing off to my friends and being rude to everyone I saw. IT GETS WORSE...

I was then picked up by my best friend's mum who I had never met and only just managed not to be sick in her car. I went into his house, attempted to teach his parrot rude words, crashed in his bed leaving him with the leather sofa and no cover. When I awoke I was late for collage, still very drunk and still wearing all my clothes including my coat and muddy boots, which was all in his bed! I also had a blue bruise in the shape of the bowl I had passed out on.

I was only sixteen and later insulted my teacher, spilt glue on myself and fell off my chair! I got sent home shortly after but I earned the nickname party girl