And on I read till the day was gone and I sat in regret for all the things i've done
Updatey time clit-lickers
Proper update too, not a quick one, my life fucking story, know what I mean
In six days time I will live with two of my best friends and one of their girlfriends, in a house on Sun street, that's near town, just off Abby street I believe.
Yesterday, I realised that the number on my C.V. is my old number, and I believe this is why no-one has got back to me about a job, It's better than believing that they dont want to hire me, which is possibly the real reason, d'oh
anyway, because I have monday off, thanks to getting the date of Ben's all-dayer wrong, I shall go to town and hand out some corrected C.V.'s then go and find my house, so I get used to walking there, as I have no idea where it is actually situated.
We are going to take a few days sorting out our stuff when we move in, but then we should be having a party, an actual party, for all of you who think sitting on your arse and getting stoned is a party, as the house is a no smoking house, so you'll have to take your gay drugs that are for girls outside in the cold, as I shall be snug and warm inside with my hard liqour, that is for cool people only E.G. me
Not that drugs are bad mind you, I believe it's each to their own, I just think that sitting down and going to sleep isnt a good time, getting drunk, being violently sick and then waking up next to someone you dont know the name of with a really bad headache three hours before work, now thats a good fucking time kids!
Next topic is job, as in, I need a new one, Emma's quit, without thinking about how it will affect me, I hope your reading this Emma, as you have broken my heart, leaving on my own in that hut of doom.
Only joking sweetie, hope life is treating you well
But I really do need a new job, somewhere close in town, as i wish to hand my notice in A.S.A.P, pizza hut give me shit hours and still cut those hours down to even worse hours, woe is me
To Ben, I think we should make a film about teenage life in Derby, about teenagers trying to get out of Derby, only to realize they need it because they dont know anywhere or anyone else, sound good?
I'm gonna write it anyway, just wondered if you would like to help
Anyway, as the french say "were French"
Peace
Proper update too, not a quick one, my life fucking story, know what I mean
In six days time I will live with two of my best friends and one of their girlfriends, in a house on Sun street, that's near town, just off Abby street I believe.
Yesterday, I realised that the number on my C.V. is my old number, and I believe this is why no-one has got back to me about a job, It's better than believing that they dont want to hire me, which is possibly the real reason, d'oh
anyway, because I have monday off, thanks to getting the date of Ben's all-dayer wrong, I shall go to town and hand out some corrected C.V.'s then go and find my house, so I get used to walking there, as I have no idea where it is actually situated.
We are going to take a few days sorting out our stuff when we move in, but then we should be having a party, an actual party, for all of you who think sitting on your arse and getting stoned is a party, as the house is a no smoking house, so you'll have to take your gay drugs that are for girls outside in the cold, as I shall be snug and warm inside with my hard liqour, that is for cool people only E.G. me
Not that drugs are bad mind you, I believe it's each to their own, I just think that sitting down and going to sleep isnt a good time, getting drunk, being violently sick and then waking up next to someone you dont know the name of with a really bad headache three hours before work, now thats a good fucking time kids!
Next topic is job, as in, I need a new one, Emma's quit, without thinking about how it will affect me, I hope your reading this Emma, as you have broken my heart, leaving on my own in that hut of doom.
Only joking sweetie, hope life is treating you well
But I really do need a new job, somewhere close in town, as i wish to hand my notice in A.S.A.P, pizza hut give me shit hours and still cut those hours down to even worse hours, woe is me
To Ben, I think we should make a film about teenage life in Derby, about teenagers trying to get out of Derby, only to realize they need it because they dont know anywhere or anyone else, sound good?
I'm gonna write it anyway, just wondered if you would like to help
Anyway, as the french say "were French"
Peace