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How the fuck has my summer managed to be so shit? I figured at the start
of June 'oh hell yeah, I get to go back home, work for the same
company, but in the town where I'm from, and all my best mates are
from,how could this ever be anything but amazing?'
Of course the world just doesn't want that to be the case. I get
back from two years straight in Scotland, and start arguing with the
family straight away, the mates are all in relationships and shit, so no
one's ever about, the restaurant is shocking, and three months later,
with one week before I go back to Scotland for one more year, all I have
to show for it is a shirt from seeing Blink182. Granted the show was
epic but it was ruined as a holiday by one person bitching and bitching
and bitching, it was fucking pathetic.
I've spent the week since we got back ill, and now I'll spend most
of this week working, so won't even get to say a decent goodbye to
anyone because I'm skint anyway. Oh well, fuck it, it's just one year
left I suppose, then I can consider myself a real adult and all these
problems will pail into insignificance. Goddam it's gonna be hard
eh.....
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