I work as a checkout chick at my local supermarket.
+ the other night a guy I was seeing awhile back bought a pack of condoms, for use with the girl he chose over me.
I’m over him and everything, it’s just I thought it was a bit rude and mean to come to my checkout and buy them, I mean seriously rub it right in why don’t you!?
There were like 7 other checkouts and even all the self service ones, he didn’t have to come to mine.
It was painful enough knowing I wasn’t the only girl he was seeing and having to get over that, I don’t need it smearing all over in my face.
I’m just angry and tired I guess.
I LOOK SHiT.
I don’t think I’ve ever hated myself this much before..
I’ve really let myself go.
Must correct this.
Had a lovely day then shit went down.
Why?! What have I done to deserve this?
No matter what your drunken ass thinks, I don’t wanna hear it.
I don’t wanna hear how you think he’s stupid, or how fat you think I am.
I especially don’t wanna hear how you have zero faith in me and how you bet I am going fail this whole year.
I am not a waste of time.
Right now I wanna curl up in a hole somewhere and cry.
I’ve had an surprisingly busy weekend..
Saturday: work all day till 10pm, then went to floral (shittiest nightclub ever) got pretty harassed by a fat guy + pulled another guy who looked like voldermort. Went to sleep around 3-4am.
Sunday: got up at half 8, wore charlie’s underwear all day+ had to rush home for my clock in card to start work at 10am. Then went to a wedding reception, drank quite a lot. Ended up in bed at the early time of 10:30pm.
Bank Holiday Monday: slept till 12:30, then went to tesco with the mother, hull to pick up Charley, then attempted to cram in all my coursework in tonight, deadline tomorrow, oh joy!
Not entirely sure why I felt the need to share, but whatev’ my blog, fuck off!
Keep your head up.
ugh.
So fucking stressed + no one gives a fuck!
And I have no cigs till Friday, I might actually die.
Not to mention tuesday is my art + English deadline, so not ready for it.
Only having one exam doesn’t mean I’m not stressed, if I fail it affects what I do next year.
I will not end up like my sisters.
Life sucks.
Wish we could talk like before..
just been sick in the garden.
ugh
Why am I always ill?
If I’m sick again I think I’m going to commit.
Off to shower and make myself feel better, ciao!
the one time I want to talk to you when I’m not drunk and you act like a massive moody prick, you know what fuck you, you can suck my dick. #fed up
FUUUUCK YEAAAAAH BAYYBEEEEE!
This year is looking up,
road trip to Lincoln coming up in a few weeks!!!
+ Summer 2012 kicking off with a 5 day party,
which happens to be over my birthday ;)
BRING IT ON!
I’m so stressed.
my heads about to explode.
divorce, homeless, coursework, shitty sixth + my attendance, curly haired prick, food + loads of other shit.
why right now? why the fuck does this happen to me?
Eeeeeeee!<3
came in from work and got a massive surprise, new little puppy, he’s gorgeous, and called Sambuca! In love with him already!
I’m feeling sick - snuggled in bed with ice cream, watching the notebook.
my mother.
the mother just pretty much screamed for my brothers to shut up, my ears hurt.. the mardy bum.
