Rather than write this report I am supposed to be writing, I am sitting blogging and playing at Bejeweled on Facebook. I feel really shitty today. My head is thumping so badly. I feel like a big bag of gross-ness, which isn't a good thing.
I bought myself a new ipod dock today, seeing as my old one died. The batteries exploded inside of it, and the battery fluid must have got inside it, cause its no workin at all. This new one is coolies, and will look braw when I get my new desk, whenever that will be :/.
^^it looks braw, and its black like my iBob. XD It was only £30 from Asda, which is well guid.
I can't believe its Monday, already. The weekends seem to be getting shorter and shorter. Which is no good thing, i think its cause I sleep most of the weekend, or watch tv. I want to finish a drawing of Kaiko, but I left my pens at home. :( Also, I need to call DHL to get my parcel redelivered, seeing as Mest Merch don't use Royal Mail anymore. So instead of picking it up, en route to college, I now have to go back into Ediburgh, just to come back to Fife. I'm gonna see if they can redeliver it. In fact thats what I'll do after work. Just email them, and say 'Bring It On Wednesday, Cause I Have No College'. If the fuckers send it back, I will cry. I want my Lovato signed CD now. *stamps feet*
Oh yeah, got my free sky stopped again, because I was sick. They say I have a week to appeal, then don't tell me how to appeal. Fucking shite, the lot of it. If I could afford Sky, I wouldn't be working there to get it free. I so hope I don't have a call monitering tonight, cause the way my luck is today, I will probably do dreadful. Pffft.
I want to go home an go to bed, not work till 11pm. It sucks majorly. I like the people I work with, and the job isn't that bad, its just the people who are in charge. Total arseholes, the lot of them.
Trying to find a flat, yeah 25 and still live with the folks. Not getting very far, cause all the places I can afford, are taken up by druggie dole birds, who have never worked a day in their lives. I mean, come on, I've worked since I was 16, and I am a full time student who pays £200 taxes a month, cause I work to many hours. Fuck off. Some people get everything for nothing. I get nothing for everything I do. *bangs head off wall* Its not fucking right. It really isn't, this country is a fucking joke, and not a very good one, at that.
My life is like a box of chocolates, which have been sat on a heater and are all melted and messy.
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