Hi, I've got English tomorrow and we were assigned to write a monologue and I was just wondering is this a monologue?

Is this a good monologue (if it is a monologue)?

What could I improve in it?

What else could I write about?

Finally here it is:

Wowee, Nottingham’s finest were out yesterday at Goose Fair. All dressed in their best tracksuits and trainers. Lovely... Thinking about it I see it all the time walking through Strelley I presume it’s just the usuals I see who live round the corner. I haven’t been Goose Fair for years (thank god) and to be frank I haven’t missed much. Well walking through the crowds was horrible as usual, as I had to walk with caution because of bloody ‘pick pockets.’ Mum’s a right worrier as well. She will always say “Hannah be careful, don’t take your camera or a bag, because of them pick pockets.” My arms stayed tight next to my pockets anyway, Mum would be happy to know, as it was rather packed anyway, and loads of bloody people kept barging me. People could have tried to avoid my shoulders with the limited space they have, but there is always the ignorant sod who decides to barge past everyone and believe they have certain dominance over everyone and everything in ‘its’ path. You know the type. The weather was a tad shit pissing it down most of the night. At one point I just didn’t care anymore what I looked like as everyone looked the same, drenched, tired and miserable...What a lovely bunch.
Rides were alright, went on a few, and had a few screams. First one was the Waltzers. After losing my brain because of the continuous spinning I attempted elegantly coming off the Waltzer... It didn’t go to plan. I’m probably the least elegant person on the Earth, so it didn’t surprise me. Anyway to be honest I was mostly there for the candy floss... Well who isn’t? But £1.50 for a normal bag of candy floss and a rude woman serving was not my cup of tea. I’m already a tight arse (well I was moaning the whole night about a £3 ride which lasted for like 2 minutes let’s put it that way) and £1.50 for a bag of candy floss served by a hostile woman was ridiculous.
Don’t worry I was reminded of my tight arse ways though, which resulted in an argument with Ria on the bus, I know..., how embarrassing arguing with your twin in public. Now then Ria started her moaning with “You’ve been moaning all night, you’re really annoying me.” Then she kept repeating it and just wouldn’t shut up. I hate arguing with Ria in public it’s so embarrassing. It’s as if everyone goes quiet and we’re under the spotlight.
Talking about relatives though, I finally saw me Dad for the first time in a month! I know it’s not the same as other Aspley kids Dads not being seen for years, but it’s getting ridiculous. He says he’s decorating. He is, I guess. But one of his problems is he takes ages to get things done, because he thinks its best if only he decorates the house. Also he is so bloody stubborn like me! “Hannah I’m not going to argue, because I know I’m right” he’ll say. So annoying, but I love my Dad. He’s more of a friend sometimes than a parent, same for my Mum.


Many thanks!