Only me comes on holiday && ends up in hospital.. FML!! Haven’t got a clue wot happened.. I was in the bar havin’ a drink with me mum && my chest went proper tight.. I went up to the room to get me mum’s spray but by the time i got there i couldnt even breathe.. So i took the inhaler && it just got worse.. Next thing ya know am in an ambulance being taken to hospital soon as am here they put me on a drip && ive got a cannula in the back of my hand.. They said my heart was racing too && so they put me on an ecg machine && give me something to slow it down && stuff.. I had to stay in overnight so while i was bored i thought i better let yas all know so ya can get flowers for me funeral && tha!!
When yas are reading this i will be in the sun in turkey although knowin’ my luck it will be roastin’ in england && raining over there.. I wasn’t goin’ to do anythin’ this week but its monday mornin’ && am sittin’ in the airport bored so am writin’ this on me phone.. Just had to tell ya this story so here goes — i was in work on friday && we needed some money out of the safe.. Funnily enough, im the only one who has a key to it now since the old manager got the sack so i had to open it up.. The safe is on the floor so i bend down to unlock it && hear this almighty rippin’ sound.. It was only me pants that had split right up the back!! So i rang me mum && told her wot had happened && asked her if she could bring me some pants from home into work.. She said no she couldn’t..
So the shit has finally hit the fan at work.. Our manager was off the other day so our area-manager turned up with two fellas from head office with him.. The area-manager asked me if i would open the safe for him but i told him i couldn’t because Paul, the other manager, keeps the key to himself && doesn’t let anyone in it.. So they took me in the office && said that the store had been flagged up because of the amount of cash kept on the premises was so much.. He told me there was about £28,000 in the safe && it was obviously a risk keeping that much money in store && did i know why.. I told him that i didn’t && that paul deals with the cash side of things && wont even let me into the safe.. So they rang him up && more or less warned him he had to come into the store there && then..
Jay has shagged me mum apparently.. I told yas all last time about the row we had cos he keeps buyin’ me more && more pressies for me birthday.. I have told him i don’t fukkin’ want loads of expensive stuff buyin’ for me && told him the reasons why too.. So the other day i caught him texting me mum askin’ stuff about wot i like && did she think i would like this shit && that shit for me birthday when ive already told him i dont want all that shit.. So i fukkin’ flipped on him && he come right out && said, “Oh yea ya on to me now aren’t ya?? you’ve caught be shaggin’ ya maa!!” I don’t think i have ever been so mad in me life.. I know he never but to even say that to me about me own mum is just disgustin’.. Davidd was on his side before he said that but even he said he has overstepped the mark this time!!
So me && Jay have just had a big fuckin’ barney but it’s hard to explain why cos i just sound like a dickhead.. The last couple of boyfriends have had have all made me feel like shit for different reasons.. First there was a lad down in London who really did treat me like a princess.. He used to come up most weekends && stay at ours but he always bought me something nice when he came up ‘cos he said he missed me so much during the week.. i thought it was lovely at the time because no one had ever done anything like that before.. Then one day me mum says to me that i am only going out with him because he buys me stuff.. Nice init when ya own mum calls ya a prostitute!!
Itold yas all last week that Jay’s nana had took a hammer to her bedroom walls && wrecked the gaff — she’s got altzeimers.. This means that she has moved into Jay’s bedroom while shes waitin’ for the council to come && fix her bedroom walls up.. So Jay has moved in with me && is doin’ me nugget in.. Don’t get me wrong, i do like him && that but just not 24/7, i like my own space as well as spending time with him.. When i am on a late i drive home from work && all that is going through me head is gettin’ into bed && just fuckin’ everythin’ off for the day.. Get some sleep without having to listen to other people’s shit.. So i turn round the corner into our road && there is Jay sittin’ outside ours waitin for me to get home.. i am just not ready for all this commitment shit..
Does anyone else just have one of those fukin’ weeks where you just want to kill someone?? In my case that someone is our Alisha, she is doiin’ nothin’ but cause stress.. I know shes a teenager && all teenagers are tits but she is just too much.. Everytime i wanna go somewhere she wants to come with me.. If i say she can’t, then she starts crying && saying she loves me && likes being with me.. Funny thing is, the only time she ever loves me is when she wants somethin’ from me.. Its got to the point where i hate being in my own house.. I spend all the time in my room because i cant stand being in the same room as her.. If Alisha goes to her room && i go downstairs she comes back down.. Soon as she comes back down i go back to my room, so does she.. She is scared of missing anything but it means i cant even be alone with me own mum in my own house anymore..