Ughhhhh nerve pain is back with avengence. I’m in agony. It goes all the way to my foot. Someone amputate my right leg please
Kerr has got a job interview on Monday and if he gets the job it would mean we could move out.
Every single time he tells me he has a job interview I get my hopes waaaaaaaaaaay up sky high and it’s so silly because he could not get the job or the hours could be really unsuitable again or whatever. I need to stop doing it because it’s soul destroying.
But it’s too late now my hopes are already up and I’M SO EXCITED YAY I hope he gets it eeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee
"Hmm I see someone posting something that offends me, I believe that she has an ignorant opinion on something that I know more about. What should I do? Send her a message and educate her, or write scathing, snide, indirect text post about her on my blog?"
*immediately writes snide text post*
"Ah yes, two wrongs do make a right!!!!"
Guess what!!? Doing this:
- Doesn’t help anybody
- Doesn’t remedy the situation
- Only creates more negative feelings
- Makes you look like just as much of a dick as the OP
Oh my GOD this fucking guy that is like friends with my friends and I have to spend time with him at group outings, I have never has so little respect for someone in my whole life.
He’s 21, he left school at 15, he has no formal qualifications whatsoever, he’s been on the dole since he was 16, has picked up various low-skilled jobs which is what bracket he is in and has lasted no more than two weeks due to either being sacked because he’s lazy or deciding he’s above working in such jobs. He is spoilt rotten. From what I can tell his parents are not especially well off, but he has a cracking bedroom with state of the art technology, he pays no digs, he always has the latest phone with a huge contract, his parents paid for him to go on a 10-day holiday to Bulgaria with friends + new clothes + spending money and now he’s just posted a Facebook status update saying he now has an iPad mini, which are like £300 minimum. Obviously bought by his parents.
This same guy is constantly bailing on people’s birthday parties and events that have been organised depending one everyone attending because people are putting money in for something. Because he says he’s “skint”. He’s the worstcunt for being selectively skint that I’ve ever come across. I called him out on it a couple of weeks ago because he pulled out of going to a friend’s 21st party, which had been organised for months in advance, without bothering to even send her a facebook message to say he was no longer attending and all he gave me was cheek. I actually hate how I always have to see him in a social capacity.
I’m such a waster at work. I just spent the last hour looking at hotels in Edinburgh for me and Kerr to stay in one night as a Christmas treat to ourselves.
On the 22nd we’re going with out friends to Winter Wonderland then for dinner and drinks and then we’re gonna go stay in a nice hotel, either the George or the Roxburghe probably.
I guess it’s weird to spend money on staying in a nice hotel that’s only 20 minutes away from your house but I think it’s a nicer treat than spending loads of money in a restaurant.
I will wake up at three AM
And I will roll over
Into your arms.
You will rub my back
Until I fall back to sleep.
I will wait for that.
why do people romanticize cigarettes theyre nasty af and cause a shit ton of diseases and medical issues