I did my 1-10 stint in work last night. But it wasn't actually the worst thing in the world. It was more just, weird. I never usually close on Saturday or Sunday, I always open or work until around 5 or 6. It was only Simon and I after 8 and there was this weird moment where we were suddenly [out of nowhere] inundated with customers...and they were everywhere! Then we got stressed because we realised that the huuuuuge list Kira left for us would never get finished. I hate when there's only 2 people closing on checkouts, it gets so messy and stressful to get the tills and newspapers done...and serve people simultaneously. Oh well, at least I have a job.
Hazel is still in hospital and she rang earlier to say that they weren't letting her home today. Think she's pretty annoyed about that, but who wouldn't be?! I remember being in hospital for my operation; it was actually the worst thing in the world. And I was only 11, I think.
I started watching Mr. Woodcock last night in bed, but turned it off almost immediately. Shittest film ever.
Ah, remember this?
I look like a spa, but Chris looks cool. BEST DAY EVER!


Those deadly photos were taken on my wonderful camera which was subsequently stolen -
R.I.P Lumix :(
Hazel is still in hospital and she rang earlier to say that they weren't letting her home today. Think she's pretty annoyed about that, but who wouldn't be?! I remember being in hospital for my operation; it was actually the worst thing in the world. And I was only 11, I think.
I started watching Mr. Woodcock last night in bed, but turned it off almost immediately. Shittest film ever.
Ah, remember this?
I look like a spa, but Chris looks cool. BEST DAY EVER!


Those deadly photos were taken on my wonderful camera which was subsequently stolen -
R.I.P Lumix :(
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