McFlact. My god i feel terrible. Havent had a day to relax in weeks. Im talking serious weeks. Started at 10.am today and but 11pm i just gave up. Sean let me come up here and ive sicked my guts out and cried till my mascara ran into my mouth. Pure exhustion. Got to work tomorrow till 5pm then NYE. NYD i have OFF! Yes i said it OFF. I have no idea how il fair over the next few days. but il just have to grit my teeth and do it wont i. Cant have no staff in a pub. Poor Marianne has been left downstaris and cant go early now because im so weak :( I feel really bad. I did try and go downstairs again but Sean sent me back up again :(
So now i feel sick, tired and guilty.
Usual then
In other news i proclaimed to my ex that i still wanted to be his GF (this is an ex who i was seeing at PGL (Gap year) and now lives here) he was drunk, stuttered a bit and made some excuses. He said he would be in today. He wasnt. That didnt help the mood to be honest. In fact i think thats what started the anger at about 4pm tis afternoon. Sigh.
Ah well his loss and all thatblah blah blah.
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