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I'm really quite depressed this morning.
It just seem sat the moment thatI am the one making all the effort in every aspect of my life - and no one else can be bothered. Everytime something starts going well somehow it screws up, or has to be put on hold, and I'm getting a little peeved.
Take the work situation - I've got positions offered, all paying a good wage, and I can't take them because of my hours restriction and the fact I don't have proof I can work in the UK. Yeah, can you believe that. I don't have a passport so I must be some kind of illegal. I have to get one, I know. Ordered a full birth certificate - but they take 14 days to process, so it's likely I'll not get that in time either.
The whole thing is just insane. Doesn't matter if I was born here, have always lived here and have all the original documents from my birth, because there are so many fuckwits trying to work illegally I have to spend money in order to prove who I am now! I think I'll just go join the BNP. ¬_¬
At home I am being left to do all the decorating - which I am awful at. I get the cans of paint mixed up, I make holes in walls, I get stains in things... I am absolutely terrible! Still, no one even offers to give me a hand - Andrew is too busy sleeping, eating and bitching like a woman. I swear that boy is as thick as two short planks - the other day he started going on about how I had stolen his BB bullets (I know, because shooting is a favorite passtime of all good Buddhist girls). He just went on and on and on, until I yelled "And what the fuck have you had out of my room lately?".
Anyone who knows the tale of the missing knickers will know why he shut up.
Then Daniel let his dog do the most massive shit I have ever seen on the landing - and left it there. Apparently he was eating lunch. I don't care if you're doing George Bush up the arse, your dog shits in the house then you go clean it up. He is such a lazy fucking idiot. And somehow he seemed to think the whole thing was my fault and went off on a rant about how I needed to get off my lazy arse.
Who in this house does all the cleaning? Cooks meals when asked? Walks, grooms and freeds the dogs? Spend shalf the day playing with the kids to lighten her mothers workload? That's right, yours truely. I'm like fucking Cinderella.
As for the realtionship things, I am fucking bored. Seriously. I don't usually have to make any form of effort, and making all the effort is just pissing me off. I swear, I am going to lose this weight, become a pole dancer, pull some rich fuckwit and then murder him and live like a princess. I'm starting to think I ought to have gone to Monoco with Cam when I had the chance. He may have been married, but at least he knew how to treat a girl! And hell knows I never would have put on any weight. ;)
Interview at Centurian tomorrow. Also applied to Mainway, who are yet again looking for admin. Yeah, I do wonder what that lot do to their staff!! Total employemnt have also contacted me with a hope to another job, Reed want me to temp and I'm e-mailing back and forth with a few others finding out details.
Yeah, I don't rest on my laurels.
xx
Fefe