I go ballistic, yeah, you're makin' me a crazy chick!
I am back in SHeffield. I arrived back last night! When I got off the train all I could hear were police sirens, from three different directions. Nice. But when I went by T.J. Hughes on the tram, only part of it was lit up, like:
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...which I thought was nice.
AW. And when I was at Doncaster station, waiting for the train back to Sheffield, there was the cutest thing EVAR. I went into the waiting room and sat down, and near me against another wall there was a big line of seats, and there were two guys lying on it, stretched right out, feet at opposite ends, head-to-head, GIGGLING. I could have cried.
I smell like bathroom cleaner. We were living knee-deep in our own waste. The best thing that has come out of this is that my hands are clean. Like, really clean. Like, the outer layer of skin has been stripped away!
I have a job interview at Dixons tomorrow. Not that I have the TIME for a job. I don't know how anyone does it. For example, it's going to take me all afternoon to do all the work I have lined up. In the future, this time will probably be spent at work. When, then, do I do all this work? McSigh.
T
J
H
U
G
H
E
S
...which I thought was nice.
AW. And when I was at Doncaster station, waiting for the train back to Sheffield, there was the cutest thing EVAR. I went into the waiting room and sat down, and near me against another wall there was a big line of seats, and there were two guys lying on it, stretched right out, feet at opposite ends, head-to-head, GIGGLING. I could have cried.
I smell like bathroom cleaner. We were living knee-deep in our own waste. The best thing that has come out of this is that my hands are clean. Like, really clean. Like, the outer layer of skin has been stripped away!
I have a job interview at Dixons tomorrow. Not that I have the TIME for a job. I don't know how anyone does it. For example, it's going to take me all afternoon to do all the work I have lined up. In the future, this time will probably be spent at work. When, then, do I do all this work? McSigh.