my day.
man today sucked. what happened to thegood days? i was working 9 – 5.30 coz everyone was at Jane’s wedding. work was ok. it was tiring but it was generally quiet and it was delivery day so i had loadsa stuff to do but…MAN how slow can a day go? my god. but i got to have a good old natter to emily.
my grandad had his operation this morning. i got a phone call at about half 11 at work to say that he had come out of theatre and was in recovery and that everything had gone fine. or it looks that way anyway. you see…my dads best mates wife (if taht makes sense) is a theatre nurse and was in my gdads op. she was at work when he had his cancer removed too lol but not actually in the thatre with him. so she rang my dad straight after to let him know. which was jolly nice of her. apparently when they were putting him to sleep he was flirting with all the nurses and had them in stitches telling them what he did last time he was under anaesthestic…you know…imagining a bird flying round the ward…trying to get it to come to him so he could feed it…getting my dad to hunt the ward looking for it. lol i felt bad about not going to see him today but i had to go to janes wedding reception.
onto that topic. so i went home got ready to go to janes and then left. phone call from zoe. i was meant to be meeting them in the hogs later (oh…the hogs is a pretty cool pub) for raxannes birthday. she said they would be there at 7 so i should go over from the wedding reception (which is like a 5 minute walk away) and meet up with them whenever i want. at about 8 i called her just to see if they were at the hogs and she said "no. we’re at the retreat" which is a grotty little pub in a rough part of town which i did not want to go in. so i said i didnt wanna go and i would stay at the wedding reception. she was like "oh go on (x 10 repeats of that) everyone’s here" (everyone meaning their friends who i either dont like or dont know very well) then she said they might go up with hogs later so i said if she does, ring me. I got a phone call about 10 saying they were now going to the hogs so she would ring me when she got close. she rang when they were like 5 mins away and i said id leave in a bit. good job i didnt coz she then rang me and said they went to the wenns instead. this is a grotty little pub in town which i did not want to go into. so i told her id go in a little while. she rang and said leave now, ill keep an eye out for you. i went to say bye to jane and her husband and everyone else but i had to wait to hear janes son sing. good job i didnt leave coz she phoned me five minutes later and said they were now going home. if idve started walkin i woulda been in town on my own at night. she always does this to rox. ill kill her. luckily denise from work was at the wedding and i was sitting with her so she offered me a lift home. so i got in early. im pissed off with her. she’s been pissing me off recently. she tells roxanne everything that happens, everything i say when im drunk. i dont care about rox knowing but i just feel like she gossips about me. she’s meant to be my best friend. well she calls me her best friend but…*shrugs* im her drinking partner and the person she sits with in the common room at school. i’ve known her since i was 4 so she is a special friend and we do have a right laugh together and we are always together (drinking…we dont get together anyother time) but i wouldnt call her a best friend. i couldnt tell her anything. and dont get me wrong, she;s a lovely girl but i couldnt count on her when i needed her. she wouldnt turn me away she just wouldnt put the effort in for me.
im rambling. ill shut up.
-Lauren xx
Thats the tough part about growing up. Its hard realizing the friends you had forever aren’t really the greatest of friends. Stick it out because the older you get the more true friends you will make.
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Thats the tough part about growing up. Its hard realizing the friends you had forever aren’t really the greatest of friends. Stick it out because the older you get the more true friends you will make.
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