WHAT THE FUCK MAN?
WHAT HAPPENED? 2 days before going to Brighton, Psy fucked his rib over. After a trip to the hospital he decided we should still go, so I dragged him there and he made it through 4 interviews, i attended 3. we were both offered 2 jobs, the same 2 jobs! One of which promised £300 a week full time pay, so we were chuffed and knackered. we ALMOST handed our notices into work, we had spoken to our superiors and set an end date, then we found out via the internet, the company about to employ us was A SCAM. FUCKERSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSS.
WE WERE GUNNA LEAVE EVERYTHING AND GO. THOSE FUCKERS! ¬_¬
so much rage was raged
SO. we're still in fucking tetbury. back to square 1, too determined not to make it! We will move, i swear it. Life will start getting better, soon :)
I'm sick again :( ohhhh the perks of my job!
BLA BLA BLA. Got new lashes in the post yesterday, red cherry #304 and #43 :P my hair is currently bubblegum blue and violet, i got pink jewelry for my face balls =3
I need to have green tea and read for a bit
Sweet thing
- Ichigo
- This blog comes from a girl who lives on a different planet. I work full time in a care home in the cotswolds, i moved here to live with my boyfriend about a year ago.I used to live in Cornwall - it was very different! I bummed around our little village, spending my days flitting around fashion and make-up, on my little planet. Then I moved here, happy in the arms of my boyfriend but squished by the cunts who put us all down. I "grew up". It sucks. I'm still a child, and It's hard to stay me AND pay the bills. But hey, pain is only temporary :)I want this blog to be an explosion of me, something i can look at and remind myself; You're still you!
