So as usual, life has proceeded as normal, including wierdos, drama and the like! Even today me and Dale have been having tiffs over nothing, one including her shouting "DON'T KICK ME!" In the middle of the corridor at college. I thought people were giving me funny looks before...
Jobs have been pretty important this week. Following the dismissal of my my mama (yes i just said that again) from a certain corrupt retail company, my entire immediate family has become unemplyed. We're loyal like that you know! Anyways ironically, we all started seperate new jobs on exactly the same day (Monday in fact), which frankly annoys me since i gave full notice and applied for my job over a month ago, and the others got theirs in like a week... Grrr. Anyways whilst i can't discuss the context of my job due to some silly contract i had to sign, i can say that it is looking pretty good. Either way we have all landed back on our feet, so that's something to be positive about... Meanwhile, Dale isn't getting enough hours or pay for that matter at her job, and Chip is getting too much pay at hers. (It's so unfair!)
Another random memory flashback i had the other day, is of one of my past friends. After spending too much time on the internet (as you do), i stumbled across a thread about "lost friends" I immediately thought that some poor schmoe had lost their friend in a supermarket or something, but that wasn't the case. (Duh!) Anyways after reading through various depressing posts of how people had lost phone numbers etc. I suddenly recalled a similar incident which happened to me. His name was Nick, and he lived just up the road. Since he owned nearly every games console available... ever, i pretty much spent most of my time at his house. That makes me sound like some sort of user, but seriously, we were really good friends, i mean, i had my first cigarette, beer and gay experience there (well sort of :p). Anyways, I remember vaguely that one day he told me he might be moving soon. A few weeks later, he came around to tell me he was moving that day, and to get a game back he was borrowing. anyway i was so tired that i gave him the game, said goodbye and went to sleep, i was barely conscious. As you can imagine, a few days later when someone told me he had moved, i was shocked!! I haven't spoken to him since!
Thats it from me. I guess i should do some quote of the day or something, but instead you can have this, a picture of Mr Tyrant... DUM DUM DUM!!!
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