There's something not quite right you know.. Well after I broke my LG KU990, I borrowed my dads phone; a chunky V3x. I bought a new Nokia 2630. It's nice and stylish and it's so thin. 9.9mm.
After only owning it for about 10 hours, I broke the Nokia. The screen snapped while I was out at a birthday party. Mortified, I went to the Carphone Warehouse the next day telling them I received this phone broke and they simply exchanged it right there and then. So, I still own a Nokia 2630 but for how long? - How many phones do I need to go through?
There's no point in getting insurance for any phone, I'll only be paying out a shit load in the long run because I break them all-the-time. While I was out in town exchanging my phone, I went and got my ear lobe re-pierced. I've got a 'bling' diamond earring that's going there when it's ready. I used to have it in the top of my ear but it went a little bit manky and I've damaged it somehow. Anywho, when I was getting it pierced, she shot the gun and somehow it locked and it wouldn't release my ear from the gun. Well, a bit of tugging did the trick. Pop.. It releases my ear.
I've got people lined up (yes lined up) to show me a good time in Leeds and Derby. It's a shame I won't get to see some of the Leeds folk before I go to Derby, but I'm using what I've got left in days to rest.
I really, really deserve it!
Sunday, 30 December 2007
Tuesday, 25 December 2007
You're fired! Merry Christmas!
It's official, I got 'let off' and my boss said he never wanted to see me again after the Christmas holidays. All I have to do is work my holiday days from home, which is three days and never come back. I get paid until the 11th January.
Can't say fairer than that. It gives me time to do things while I wait to move to Derby. Sure, It's probably going to kill me doing nothing but Ill find a way to keep myself busy this Christmas and New Year.
I've moved out from my Leeds flat and moved all my shit to my parents' house. Now I have to shift through everything and separate what's coming with me when I move again and what's going to that Sunday boot-sale. A PC and a mini-fridge are going to the boot-sale so far.
I broke my phone again and kinda lost all my contacts. I got alot of text messages today and they all were from random numbers. I can't be arsed to find out who they were from, so I'm just ignoring them. I'm Scrooge.
Can't say fairer than that. It gives me time to do things while I wait to move to Derby. Sure, It's probably going to kill me doing nothing but Ill find a way to keep myself busy this Christmas and New Year.
I've moved out from my Leeds flat and moved all my shit to my parents' house. Now I have to shift through everything and separate what's coming with me when I move again and what's going to that Sunday boot-sale. A PC and a mini-fridge are going to the boot-sale so far.
I broke my phone again and kinda lost all my contacts. I got alot of text messages today and they all were from random numbers. I can't be arsed to find out who they were from, so I'm just ignoring them. I'm Scrooge.
Saturday, 8 December 2007
Overdrafted
December! The time of spending and giving, and all that other hoo-haa! This month, I'm officially, overdrafted. Yup, that's right. Into the overdraft by a smudge and I can't fall deeper. Falling deeper into my overdraft means I'll have no idea where my cash flow is-at at the end of December; and me going back to University really doesn't need more debt!
Work's shit. I feel like everyone has some grudge that I'm leaving. It's life. I just wish they knew it. I lost my £600 bonus and it wasn't my fault. At first, my bonus of £600 was cut to £300 or an extra 24 hours developing. One developer said 'yes' to cutting our bonuses by 50% -- basically the boss takes his word for things. I got the impression the other developer was just as disappointed as me that he said yes (there's three developers). So, I kind of snapped and told him "What the fuck are you wasting your time on?" -- just not in those words. His facial expression slipped and he went white. His response had attitude.
On that evening my bonus got cut by 50%, I went home on time, rather than dong overtime I don't get paid for and told the other developers whatever tasks they had given to me, I'll do the next day. Rising to the occasion, the next day I'm in at 8am, like most days. By 9am, I get a text from one developer telling me he'll be an hour late. The other developer is taking a driving test and would be in later. It hits about 1pm and the developer that said he'd be there in an hour, arrived. At that point I was very pissed. The fact that half a day was wasted.
Near the end of the day arrives and during that time, one developer took credit for a program I found. Basically a benchmarking tool. Now, him wooing the boss with it, it shows us that the development they built (yes, I only joined the project near the end, I had to develop an entire travel website using Ajax -- which is doing very, very well.) is slower than the current. The boss, being the boss, slapped us all with "it's not going live if it's slower". Yet again, two out of three developers disagreed and believed it was faster. Much faster. Yet, the boss taking the other developers opinion, won. It's nearing the end of the day and at about 7:15pm, I ask the developers what's happening and will we be able to do this. No was their answer and quickly followed by a prompt "you've got tasks to do", I replied with "they're on my to-do list for tomorrow, bye!".
You can imagine how pissed I was that my bonus got cut by 50%, then the developers are all late, by half a day and finally decide they've lost my bonus. What better way to solve my anger then go on a complete binge in town?!
The next day, no alarms went off and I awoke at 9:30am. Already 30 minutes late for work. I gave a little text to one of the developers and told them I would be late and I'll be in soon. Happily strolling around my house not really caring for work, I wasted time waking up, putting on my face and getting some paracetamol down me. I get to work about 11am and no one says nothing. Good thing too, because if they did, I would challenge everything that happened this December.
It's a crappy workplace now. Devious, stress-heads and "know-it-alls". I don't have time for such places and I'm really happy to be moving. Possibly not to Derby, but actually leaving my job. Who knows what will happen now. I'm invited to a Christmas doo at work, but I don't think I will be attending. Not if things go on like this.
Fuckers.
Work's shit. I feel like everyone has some grudge that I'm leaving. It's life. I just wish they knew it. I lost my £600 bonus and it wasn't my fault. At first, my bonus of £600 was cut to £300 or an extra 24 hours developing. One developer said 'yes' to cutting our bonuses by 50% -- basically the boss takes his word for things. I got the impression the other developer was just as disappointed as me that he said yes (there's three developers). So, I kind of snapped and told him "What the fuck are you wasting your time on?" -- just not in those words. His facial expression slipped and he went white. His response had attitude.
On that evening my bonus got cut by 50%, I went home on time, rather than dong overtime I don't get paid for and told the other developers whatever tasks they had given to me, I'll do the next day. Rising to the occasion, the next day I'm in at 8am, like most days. By 9am, I get a text from one developer telling me he'll be an hour late. The other developer is taking a driving test and would be in later. It hits about 1pm and the developer that said he'd be there in an hour, arrived. At that point I was very pissed. The fact that half a day was wasted.
Near the end of the day arrives and during that time, one developer took credit for a program I found. Basically a benchmarking tool. Now, him wooing the boss with it, it shows us that the development they built (yes, I only joined the project near the end, I had to develop an entire travel website using Ajax -- which is doing very, very well.) is slower than the current. The boss, being the boss, slapped us all with "it's not going live if it's slower". Yet again, two out of three developers disagreed and believed it was faster. Much faster. Yet, the boss taking the other developers opinion, won. It's nearing the end of the day and at about 7:15pm, I ask the developers what's happening and will we be able to do this. No was their answer and quickly followed by a prompt "you've got tasks to do", I replied with "they're on my to-do list for tomorrow, bye!".
You can imagine how pissed I was that my bonus got cut by 50%, then the developers are all late, by half a day and finally decide they've lost my bonus. What better way to solve my anger then go on a complete binge in town?!
The next day, no alarms went off and I awoke at 9:30am. Already 30 minutes late for work. I gave a little text to one of the developers and told them I would be late and I'll be in soon. Happily strolling around my house not really caring for work, I wasted time waking up, putting on my face and getting some paracetamol down me. I get to work about 11am and no one says nothing. Good thing too, because if they did, I would challenge everything that happened this December.
It's a crappy workplace now. Devious, stress-heads and "know-it-alls". I don't have time for such places and I'm really happy to be moving. Possibly not to Derby, but actually leaving my job. Who knows what will happen now. I'm invited to a Christmas doo at work, but I don't think I will be attending. Not if things go on like this.
Fuckers.
Saturday, 1 December 2007
It's happening, it's really happening..
I've handed in my notice at my well paid job, I've sent off my student loan application and I've been accepted into University of Derby on the Marketing Management course starting in January.
What a month it's been. Since I last took my trip down to Derby I've met a few more people, slept with them all and decided to move cities, again. What's funny is the fact I'm headed back to Derby, but really, it's logical and nothing more. I hope.
Instead of waiting until next September to try out a PR and Marketing course elsewhere I thought I would rush ahead and try it out in Derby, in January. I'm not really in the mood for anyone down there, they're only going to drag me down. My plans are to get with a few trusted friends, (one of which is lending me his sofa as a backup plan in case I can't find a place) ignore the rest, or make sure they know I want nothing to do with them, block out some minor "friends" for a while and find some new ones (which won't happen! I'll have to shag them first), and new fuck buddies. I'm really quite excited. About it all as well.
I'll be selling my BMW, getting a nice cheque for my crashed car (if the witness is on my side) and buying another crappy car for insurance reasons. I pay £180 a month for my BMW right now. I will need something cheaper. I can't wait though. I'll get a big loan and two nice payments which will keep me in peace of mind that I always have a nice balance.
I was thinking though, even though work's a stress, I'll miss it. I leave on the 11th of January. Two employees have just gone on holiday so I'll only see the for two weeks'ish when they return since it's Christmas and things.
There's a work party/Christmas 'do to go to, which I feel a bit strange of going, but like a colleague said to me, I've been there 7 months and done significant and fantastic things. I deserve the credit and a seat at the 'do. Fuck them if they try make me feel bad for leaving.
I'm going to be leaving a few people behind as well, it's hard for me. I see people in different forms. Just recently my friend, Joel and I hooked up. Last time it happened we just met and ever since I stopped it from happening, but one night I just met him for a drink after work at the restaurant where he works and I saw him in a different light. I let myself slip. I know I shouldn't of, because he's my party person. We just got a bit more than Monday night partying and that's where it went wrong. He still owes me a fully cooked dinner since he's never cooked, yet he's a pro. chef; but that could be a bad idea.
Then there's Rob, who I met online I think. Ever since we shagged (again and again) he's been hooked on me. He'd call me when he's drunk and he seems mortified that I'm leaving. He thinks I'm sweet, kind and he knows I'm not an innocent.
Dan too, just recently he shagged me. He's got a great body, but that's not the only thing he has. We just click. It's unreal. He's like me. I'm more queeny, he's more straight, but by-gum, he's like my twin. This is one guy I'm not going to forget so easily.
I couldn't leave out Mr. DJ, Tim. I'm strapped for cash so I haven't seen him in a while. He's a sweet guy though. I'm attracted to him because he's older I think. He's got it all, house, job and that cheeky-ness.
I wonder if I envy those with settled lives? - I have no idea what I'm doing with mine. I don't want a man which makes everything complete. I just ditched my well paid job with great benefits. I'm going back to University, again.
What am I doing? - What the fuck am I doing?
What a month it's been. Since I last took my trip down to Derby I've met a few more people, slept with them all and decided to move cities, again. What's funny is the fact I'm headed back to Derby, but really, it's logical and nothing more. I hope.
Instead of waiting until next September to try out a PR and Marketing course elsewhere I thought I would rush ahead and try it out in Derby, in January. I'm not really in the mood for anyone down there, they're only going to drag me down. My plans are to get with a few trusted friends, (one of which is lending me his sofa as a backup plan in case I can't find a place) ignore the rest, or make sure they know I want nothing to do with them, block out some minor "friends" for a while and find some new ones (which won't happen! I'll have to shag them first), and new fuck buddies. I'm really quite excited. About it all as well.
I'll be selling my BMW, getting a nice cheque for my crashed car (if the witness is on my side) and buying another crappy car for insurance reasons. I pay £180 a month for my BMW right now. I will need something cheaper. I can't wait though. I'll get a big loan and two nice payments which will keep me in peace of mind that I always have a nice balance.
I was thinking though, even though work's a stress, I'll miss it. I leave on the 11th of January. Two employees have just gone on holiday so I'll only see the for two weeks'ish when they return since it's Christmas and things.
There's a work party/Christmas 'do to go to, which I feel a bit strange of going, but like a colleague said to me, I've been there 7 months and done significant and fantastic things. I deserve the credit and a seat at the 'do. Fuck them if they try make me feel bad for leaving.
I'm going to be leaving a few people behind as well, it's hard for me. I see people in different forms. Just recently my friend, Joel and I hooked up. Last time it happened we just met and ever since I stopped it from happening, but one night I just met him for a drink after work at the restaurant where he works and I saw him in a different light. I let myself slip. I know I shouldn't of, because he's my party person. We just got a bit more than Monday night partying and that's where it went wrong. He still owes me a fully cooked dinner since he's never cooked, yet he's a pro. chef; but that could be a bad idea.
Then there's Rob, who I met online I think. Ever since we shagged (again and again) he's been hooked on me. He'd call me when he's drunk and he seems mortified that I'm leaving. He thinks I'm sweet, kind and he knows I'm not an innocent.
Dan too, just recently he shagged me. He's got a great body, but that's not the only thing he has. We just click. It's unreal. He's like me. I'm more queeny, he's more straight, but by-gum, he's like my twin. This is one guy I'm not going to forget so easily.
I couldn't leave out Mr. DJ, Tim. I'm strapped for cash so I haven't seen him in a while. He's a sweet guy though. I'm attracted to him because he's older I think. He's got it all, house, job and that cheeky-ness.
I wonder if I envy those with settled lives? - I have no idea what I'm doing with mine. I don't want a man which makes everything complete. I just ditched my well paid job with great benefits. I'm going back to University, again.
What am I doing? - What the fuck am I doing?
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