Cause i had a bad day...again.
Ever had one of those days where you feel like you just shouldn't have bothered getting out of bed? Well that's how i feel about today. I wish i could turn back the clock and start over again. Everything that could go wrong did. Such as:
I am soon to be jobless
I bored you all with this on my old journal. But for those of you who missed it here's the scoop. Basically, even though i'm progressing well where i am my boss feels that there isn't enough for me to do and has advised the training agency that i should move on. And that means a new place, new people and a whole new set of duties and rules to learn. Which sucks ass because i was just getting comfortable with everything where i am and now i'll have to start all over again. I really wish i was still at college - life was so much easier *sigh*
My pathetic excuse for a football team lost tonight
Yes you heard right. To the team who are third bottom of the effing league. Goodbye cup run, goodbye money. Which is not good considering the club as a whole is 13 million pounds in debt. My bad feeling about this game turned out to be spot on. Everyone thought that was just the alcohol talking but i was right all along. We were 3-0 down after 16 fucking minutes. And the worst part? They looked like a bunch of amateurs who couldn't care less. Plus the manager decided to unexplicably play half of them out of position so that didn't help. Sometimes i wonder why i bother going at all.
I managed to lock myself out of the house
This was simply the icing on the cake. I was so disgusted with the above mentioned football that i stormed out in a fury after we lost the third goal. My dramatic exit seemed like a great idea all the way out of the park and down a few streets. Until i realised that my front door key was in my other bag and i'd forgotten to ask my mum for her set. So i whipped out my phone (god bless the man who invented mobiles) and told her the situation. She basically told me to eff off because she wasn't leaving early. I phoned my dad but he's deaf and obviously didn't hear a thing. So in desparation i called my friend Natasha, who also knows my mum, and she got the keys for me and met me at the gate leading in to the park to give them to me. And then i had to walk all the way through the dark and desterted town by myself to catch a bus at the station. So my exit didn't make me look dramatic at all. It just made me look (and feel) really stupid.
So there ends my day of disaster. I'm tired after all the drama so i'm going to bed. Hopefully tomorrow will be better. It certainly can't be much worse.
I am soon to be jobless
I bored you all with this on my old journal. But for those of you who missed it here's the scoop. Basically, even though i'm progressing well where i am my boss feels that there isn't enough for me to do and has advised the training agency that i should move on. And that means a new place, new people and a whole new set of duties and rules to learn. Which sucks ass because i was just getting comfortable with everything where i am and now i'll have to start all over again. I really wish i was still at college - life was so much easier *sigh*
My pathetic excuse for a football team lost tonight
Yes you heard right. To the team who are third bottom of the effing league. Goodbye cup run, goodbye money. Which is not good considering the club as a whole is 13 million pounds in debt. My bad feeling about this game turned out to be spot on. Everyone thought that was just the alcohol talking but i was right all along. We were 3-0 down after 16 fucking minutes. And the worst part? They looked like a bunch of amateurs who couldn't care less. Plus the manager decided to unexplicably play half of them out of position so that didn't help. Sometimes i wonder why i bother going at all.
I managed to lock myself out of the house
This was simply the icing on the cake. I was so disgusted with the above mentioned football that i stormed out in a fury after we lost the third goal. My dramatic exit seemed like a great idea all the way out of the park and down a few streets. Until i realised that my front door key was in my other bag and i'd forgotten to ask my mum for her set. So i whipped out my phone (god bless the man who invented mobiles) and told her the situation. She basically told me to eff off because she wasn't leaving early. I phoned my dad but he's deaf and obviously didn't hear a thing. So in desparation i called my friend Natasha, who also knows my mum, and she got the keys for me and met me at the gate leading in to the park to give them to me. And then i had to walk all the way through the dark and desterted town by myself to catch a bus at the station. So my exit didn't make me look dramatic at all. It just made me look (and feel) really stupid.
So there ends my day of disaster. I'm tired after all the drama so i'm going to bed. Hopefully tomorrow will be better. It certainly can't be much worse.