I'm going to Manchester today for a university open day tomorrow.
Hopefully I'll get to see Jazza, that'd be awesome cos I haven't seen him since Alex's gathering...
There are some down sides to work... Hmm. Anyway, got to shoot off to Manc! I'll let you know what I think, I've already had a look at the Cardiff Atrium =D
Friday 10 October 2008
Tuesday 7 October 2008
Shutthefuckupannayoudepressinglittlegirl
I always, at least, TRY to talk to you online.
I text you about something if I really think you'll actually respond, you don't.
I call you, you don't pick up. You stopped calling me a long time ago.
I've said it before, I sort out one aspect of my life and another aspect will just go to hell. It's more the fact that some people have stopped trying.
That part freak'n kills me.
I just feel like it's only me now, in everything. Why the fuck did you leave? You don't even know what the hell is going on with me anymore, I wonder if you would notice if I just disappeared all together...
Hm.
I text you about something if I really think you'll actually respond, you don't.
I call you, you don't pick up. You stopped calling me a long time ago.
I've said it before, I sort out one aspect of my life and another aspect will just go to hell. It's more the fact that some people have stopped trying.
That part freak'n kills me.
I just feel like it's only me now, in everything. Why the fuck did you leave? You don't even know what the hell is going on with me anymore, I wonder if you would notice if I just disappeared all together...
Hm.
Saturday 4 October 2008
My new job.
Working again is nice, it's nice to know that next saturday I will get roughly £75 or there abouts for the three shifts I've done this week, one of them being tonight.
I worked on monday, which was terrifying but I like to think that I picked things up quite quickly. I then worked yesterday for a another day shift which was more like a first shift than my first shift. I got lots of mistakes and accidents out of the way and sunk my self assurance WAY into the ground so that I started freaking out at the thought of dropping every single plate I picked up, not to mention my imagination running wild when holding a glass. Fun.
Tonight, before I take a nice three hour nap, I will go back to being terrified again because, not only, am I not doing a day shift, I'm also working upstairs. The previously mentioned 90s night club. I start at ten which means I'm being thrown right into the deep end when people will already be there, I'm not that fast at my job yet, drunken strangers scare me when I'm sober, I don't know how to make any of the cocktails AND I don't finish until 3. Which I'm told is actually more like 4/half 4. Hmm. I'll try to make these particular shifts as few as possible.
I then will go back to my friend's, Lauren, house and pass out in her house somewhere, wake up at some god foresaken hour and spend my entire day veggin' in her house until I have work tomorrow night again; the pub this time, still scary but not as late and my mum's picking me up to take me home to my own bed. Yum. Then I have a day shift on monday. Does it never end!?
The horrible part of this four day work scheduel is that it's actually my fault. I have a uni open day in Manchester on saturday and we're going up on friday so I can't work either, and I was down for both so they had to change me to the only available days left. Which just happens to make it four days in a row.
Ah well, more money for me, yum yum yum. How I can actually spend this money, I have no idea, because if this kind of work rota continues I will have no social aspect to my life other than the people i see at work and college. Here's how this week has, and will, be...
Thursday (gone):
-College 9-5
-See Tom in the evening
Friday (gone):
-Work 11-5
-Reg for an hour, hang out with Seb and Tom, say hello to Matt and other lovely Reg workers
-Go home
-Eat
-Go to sleep
Saturday (today!):
-Church membership day 9:30-4:30
-Come home
-Write in blog ^_^
-Sleep
-Go to work 10-3/4/4:30
-Get taxi to Lauren's
-Sleep
Sunday:
-Sleep
-Sleep
-Chill with Lauren and her little girl, Rosie, until work.
-Work 7(I think?)-12:30
-Go home
-Sleep
Monday:
-Go to work 11-4 (with Lauren, so that's nice)
-Go home
-Maybe see Tom
-Learn song I was supposed to for the next day in horrid panic
-Eat, chill, sleep
Tuesday:
-Go to college 9-1
-Go home and chill
-Do something, I don't know yet 'cause it has yet to happen. Jeezzz...
-Watch ANTM with Mummy
-Eat, sleep
Wednesday:
-Go to college 9-5 (pointless three hour break)
-Go home
-Chill, eat, chill, sleep
Thursday:
-Go to college 9-5
-Go home
-Eat quickly
-Go to work 7(I think?)-12:30
-Go home
-Sleep.
Which means I have roughly three days where I can have a social life, however!!! college is always an outside of the building requirement and I need to do assignments and learn songs for rehearsals and vocal technique. I'm going to kill myself!
But, otherwise, I really like work.
Night!
I worked on monday, which was terrifying but I like to think that I picked things up quite quickly. I then worked yesterday for a another day shift which was more like a first shift than my first shift. I got lots of mistakes and accidents out of the way and sunk my self assurance WAY into the ground so that I started freaking out at the thought of dropping every single plate I picked up, not to mention my imagination running wild when holding a glass. Fun.
Tonight, before I take a nice three hour nap, I will go back to being terrified again because, not only, am I not doing a day shift, I'm also working upstairs. The previously mentioned 90s night club. I start at ten which means I'm being thrown right into the deep end when people will already be there, I'm not that fast at my job yet, drunken strangers scare me when I'm sober, I don't know how to make any of the cocktails AND I don't finish until 3. Which I'm told is actually more like 4/half 4. Hmm. I'll try to make these particular shifts as few as possible.
I then will go back to my friend's, Lauren, house and pass out in her house somewhere, wake up at some god foresaken hour and spend my entire day veggin' in her house until I have work tomorrow night again; the pub this time, still scary but not as late and my mum's picking me up to take me home to my own bed. Yum. Then I have a day shift on monday. Does it never end!?
The horrible part of this four day work scheduel is that it's actually my fault. I have a uni open day in Manchester on saturday and we're going up on friday so I can't work either, and I was down for both so they had to change me to the only available days left. Which just happens to make it four days in a row.
Ah well, more money for me, yum yum yum. How I can actually spend this money, I have no idea, because if this kind of work rota continues I will have no social aspect to my life other than the people i see at work and college. Here's how this week has, and will, be...
Thursday (gone):
-College 9-5
-See Tom in the evening
Friday (gone):
-Work 11-5
-Reg for an hour, hang out with Seb and Tom, say hello to Matt and other lovely Reg workers
-Go home
-Eat
-Go to sleep
Saturday (today!):
-Church membership day 9:30-4:30
-Come home
-Write in blog ^_^
-Sleep
-Go to work 10-3/4/4:30
-Get taxi to Lauren's
-Sleep
Sunday:
-Sleep
-Sleep
-Chill with Lauren and her little girl, Rosie, until work.
-Work 7(I think?)-12:30
-Go home
-Sleep
Monday:
-Go to work 11-4 (with Lauren, so that's nice)
-Go home
-Maybe see Tom
-Learn song I was supposed to for the next day in horrid panic
-Eat, chill, sleep
Tuesday:
-Go to college 9-1
-Go home and chill
-Do something, I don't know yet 'cause it has yet to happen. Jeezzz...
-Watch ANTM with Mummy
-Eat, sleep
Wednesday:
-Go to college 9-5 (pointless three hour break)
-Go home
-Chill, eat, chill, sleep
Thursday:
-Go to college 9-5
-Go home
-Eat quickly
-Go to work 7(I think?)-12:30
-Go home
-Sleep.
Which means I have roughly three days where I can have a social life, however!!! college is always an outside of the building requirement and I need to do assignments and learn songs for rehearsals and vocal technique. I'm going to kill myself!
But, otherwise, I really like work.
Night!
Thursday 2 October 2008
Memory
And my apparent lack of it.
Remembering to update my blog, which I so faithfully kept for a good few months, failed miserably when I started back at college. My last post was two days before I had my first day back into education and I haven't updated anything since. I discovered Twitter, which I've been keeping to but for some reason every time I came online and did my rounds, my blog went completely out of sight and mind; which is a shame because I love my blog.
I got a job since I last wrote anything, I've only had one shift so far and I've got my second tomorrow. I now work in a pub and club that are owned and staffed by the same people. The pub is very student orientated - The Fleet - and is where I spent many cold winter days in my youth sitting in to avoid hypothermia. Babylon, the club upstairs, however, is a 90s club. Need I say more? I'm told that I will eventually have to learn a dance to do in the beginning of the nights in that lovely place and my first shift in the waste land of bad music and even worse attendants is on saturday. A gorgeous five hour shift that starts at 10pm and ends at 3am; at which point I'm sure I'll be dragging myself into someone's house and passing out on a unfamiliar bed of a friend's. This will probably be Lauren. A girl I only knew of, and only by face, who goes to my college doing the university course of what I'm doing now, so we have lots in common. Not to mention, now we work together.
Want to know what I'm doing right now? I'm sitting next to a pedantic grammar whore twat who is obsessed with correcting ever little tiny fucking thing! I understand, honestly, I really do. When people use excessively and obviously incorrect grammar it is somewhat annoying, also makes me wonder if they were actually educated or not BUT, the way he goes about his obsessive little nit-picks is just down right rude and FREAK'N ANNOYING.
But enough about me getting annoyed at people constantly.
Life is good right now, I'm going to be getting money again soon which means I can live, and also come visit my lovely online friends who I feel expentially disconnected from right now. YAY.
I read Chris' blog today. His writing always makes me smile.
I miss people.
Remembering to update my blog, which I so faithfully kept for a good few months, failed miserably when I started back at college. My last post was two days before I had my first day back into education and I haven't updated anything since. I discovered Twitter, which I've been keeping to but for some reason every time I came online and did my rounds, my blog went completely out of sight and mind; which is a shame because I love my blog.
I got a job since I last wrote anything, I've only had one shift so far and I've got my second tomorrow. I now work in a pub and club that are owned and staffed by the same people. The pub is very student orientated - The Fleet - and is where I spent many cold winter days in my youth sitting in to avoid hypothermia. Babylon, the club upstairs, however, is a 90s club. Need I say more? I'm told that I will eventually have to learn a dance to do in the beginning of the nights in that lovely place and my first shift in the waste land of bad music and even worse attendants is on saturday. A gorgeous five hour shift that starts at 10pm and ends at 3am; at which point I'm sure I'll be dragging myself into someone's house and passing out on a unfamiliar bed of a friend's. This will probably be Lauren. A girl I only knew of, and only by face, who goes to my college doing the university course of what I'm doing now, so we have lots in common. Not to mention, now we work together.
Want to know what I'm doing right now? I'm sitting next to a pedantic grammar whore twat who is obsessed with correcting ever little tiny fucking thing! I understand, honestly, I really do. When people use excessively and obviously incorrect grammar it is somewhat annoying, also makes me wonder if they were actually educated or not BUT, the way he goes about his obsessive little nit-picks is just down right rude and FREAK'N ANNOYING.
But enough about me getting annoyed at people constantly.
Life is good right now, I'm going to be getting money again soon which means I can live, and also come visit my lovely online friends who I feel expentially disconnected from right now. YAY.
I read Chris' blog today. His writing always makes me smile.
I miss people.
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