praisegod

worst day ever

ok, I need to rant.

(sorry)

I hate my my job.
I hate the fact that when I come home I'm so tired I just feel like watching telly and go to bed.
I hate the fact that my new manager isn't even able to work correctly and come and ask me "if I have a problem" (yes, stupid bitch, I have a problem, it's you! can't you smile? can't you stop criticizing everything I do? can't you see we're so short on staff that I can't even stop for a minute?!)
I hate discovering that my next day off is on wednesday, and it's the only day off for next week...
I hate waiting for the fucking bus for 30 minutes and then being stuck in the traffic jam for 1h30.
I hate banks.
I hate the fact that the cute boy I met last week never called me back.
I hate that my friends are so far away just right now when I need a hug.
Today, I hate London. Today, I feel like going back home, I want to see the people I love and feel good.

let's try to finish on something positive...
I love my new flat, my bed is so confortable I could stay in it for ages. I love my flatmate, she's adorable.
I love when people tell me I have a good accent when I speak English

I promise, next time I will post something nicer
(I don't know when, though, because I'm very busy being exhausted... and watching big brother while eating ben&jerry's cooking dough ice cream to cheer me up)

tell me something fun to cheer me up guys!