Eek, Thirteen days until I fly back to America for two weeks. Its coming around so fast yet again, and I’m so so excited! I know like 4 days into being there again I’ll be getting myself all upset thinking about coming back to the UK. I did that last time, I just did not want to come back. I don’t have the guts to abandon everything though, however much I’d love to be really selfish and stay there for as long as I possibly can. Unfortunately I have a practically full time job where they rely on me (a bit too much) and I also have a mother who would complain. (While I was away last time I joked on facebook about how I wasnt coming back and she was all “Oh, but I need my baby back” yet she skyped me once during the whole two weeks and kept putting off another call, and when I got home she didnt really act as if she missed me that much.)

This year is going to be pretty much all go for me. Now I’m doing 6 day weeks (And I had no choice but to work the Sunday shift today, more about that in a bit) and I’ve been hanging with Zoey a lot lately too, so we have weekly costa coffee/lemonade. She says it should be twice a week though. Sounds good to me! Since we’ve both gotten pretty much obsessed with Lost Girl, we’re back to being closer friends again, which is brilliant because I finally have somebody to hang out with and she knows everything going on so we always talk about things, and its good to have that person there for you when you need it, for like actual physical hugs and talks and stuff. I’m thankful to still be such good friends with her since school, even with all the stuff thats happened (Which we were laughing about the other day so its all cool. Twitter RP really was stupid)

So other than working 6 day weeks, obviously I have this trip to america in thirteen days, and then in… May there is a Lost Girl/Once upon a Time convention that Zo and I are planning to go to. Gotta meet Tam Tam and Dr Lauren “Hotpants” Lewis. (Thats a name given by the fandom, not me.) Oh, and Trick the Blood King Prick will be there too but.. meh. And then I’m apparently having some sort of this… birthday party thing for my 21st. It’ll theoretically be better than last years birthday in which I spent the day at my nieces 11th birthday party for her birthday two days before and the family that went didnt even remember it was my 20th (And my sister felt bad for me so gave me my nieces second cake…yeah)
Also, some point this year I’ve got my cousins hen do to attend now that I finally got invited. AThe invite is a year too late, feeling like an after thought, but I guess she didnt realise I was actually 20 years old now.
Its 180pound, so I’ll have to budget for it, as well as the convention and tickets to go back to Knoxville in September. So yeah, 2014 is busy!

Yeah, the whole working on Sunday thing that happened today. I had no choice in the matter even though I kept saying no to the duty manager on the phone, but I went in 8-10 and did a basic bake. I dont even know what a basic bake is for sundays, but apparently I did pretty good. I made more than sundays usually have, but it still wasnt too much. I’ll see what the waste is like tomorrow morning, but hey! at least the bread will actually be trayed up for me on a monday for the first time since I started! If I can bake more than they usually do on a sunday and manage to clean the bakery as well as tray up for tomorrow in two hours, oh my days they have no more valid excuses from now on. Apparently I’ve been doing really good in the bakery, now that I’m the only baker. I’m proud to say that I keep it pretty organised, and I do complain when people leave things in the bakery overnight, among all the other complaints. My manager told me today that its good I complain though because it means I give a shit. His actual words. He also went on to say that he’s glad I’m doing this NVQ because I’m a smart ki-girl. (Yeah, he corrected himself from saying Kid to girl, so theres some progress) Also, he mentioned that he thinks I could be duty manager material in the future. Well then…

 

Ready to roll!

Todays Blog title is lyrics courtesy of Stay The Night – Zedd ft Hayley Williams

BUH-BYE READERS <3

 

Don’t even judge the title of this blog. I told myself I would use lyrics from the next song to play on spotify. So, as you can see from the picture, my Yogscast Nilesy shirt came a week or two ago, and I LOVE IT. I’m glad I bought it, to be honest, and I took this picture after work so I’m impressed my hair actually looks half decent for once.

19 DAYS UNTIL I GO BACK TO AMERICA!

Not that I’m counting down again.

These past two weeks have flown by though with work. I’ve been working Monday to Saturday, so I only get a lay in past 6am on Sundays. Its worth being there everyday to keep the bakery up together though because whenever Im not there (namely sundays) the next day is complete and utter shite because they dont tray up anything in advance, or clean, or defrost things overnight, or bake extra things like pies or maple pecans or puff pastries. They really such, and they always say its my fault when they dont do the right thing, and then say that they dont have enough time on a sunday to do it properly. smh

Atleast on the 21st of Feb (A day or two before I come home, sad face) I’ll get a big-ish wage packet for all my over time. I work at least 30 hrs a week on a 16hr contract. So I'll come back from America rich. Not sure how much I’ll be taking to america yet, I’ll just have to see what kind of money I get paid this friday. On the up-side to my mother owing me a bit of money, my rent will be like 80 pound or so this month, which gives me a little extra money to play with for america, as well as getting my brother and nephew birthday presents. Surprisingly enough though, I managed to still have atleast 150 pounds still in my bank from my christmas wages.

Last week was busy as hell though, guys! Wednesday afternoon I went out with Zoey to get coffee, and then we went to TK Max to hunt for twinkies (Which was unsuccessful) and then got pizza at Pizza Hut and then strolled over to the bowling alley to play in the arcade there, and then got coffee again. Thursday I had stock take, so effectively I had a split shift and did almost 10 hours work, and then Friday from 12;30pm-6;30pm I had to go up to cainscross to attend an NVQ sign up. I’ll be getting a Retail NVQ level two after doing a bunch of work, but I have to stay at the job for at least another year or they wont give me the qualification. I’m not too sure how that'll work out but I doubt I’ll be too fussed if I drop out of the course at any point. It would be nice to work towards it and get it though.

^^ Coffee numero uno. (My iced caramel latte was waaaay too strong though)

and saturday night, I hung out with Zoey again and we had a Lost Girl marathon, and it was awesome. Gotta love some Lost Girl. Excuse my face in the following picture LOL.

Yeah, Lost Girl is my new addiction, by the way. I chain watched 3 whole seasons on Netflix. Oh thank the lord for Netflix.

anyway, I'm gunna go and grab a snack and chill out

BUH-BYE <3

There are exactly 32 days until February 8th 2014. Time always goes faster than you think. One minute its a hundred days, and then boom, you're practically there. Yep, Feb 8th I’m going back to America for two weeks, of course! This time I’m 110% more excited than I was last time because I know what to expect from the travelling side of things so I don’t have to be too nervous about what I’m doing with flights. The only nail biter is getting through customs in washinton because last time I went through american customs it was in Chicago, and I had met a really nice couple on the plane there so they helped me get through it. They also helped me grab my bags, and get to my next gate via a.. subway rail-like thing.

But I know that as soon as I get off my favourite tiny plane to Knoxville, I’ll go through those revolving doors next to the little security section and I’ll get the best hug ever; A hug that I’ve been missing for a whole four months now. It’ll be 5 months, but then between Feb and September, I dont even want to think about it.

Anyway, its 2014! How did I spend my last moments of 2013? I was asleep actually. I had worked my butt off in the bakery at work all day so it was pretty hard staying up past 10pm. And how did I do for Christmas? Well, lets go onto this topic with an open mind for the time being…

Christmas, I was really proud that I was getting everyone presents and I was enjoying wrapping them up and everything. Which is all great and dandy, but as always I was worried about what I was getting. I hate sounding selfish, but I worry I wont like what my family get me. Namely my mother because she doesnt know what I want ever. Probably because she doesnt know me at all. But, nonetheless I hate thinking that I wont like anything she gets me and I’ll make it obvious in my face. Apparently my poker face needs to up its game when it comes to Birthday and Christmas gift opening. (Well, get me decent shit then.)

Before I pop a photo in of what I got for Christmas this year, lets bare in mind that it was 80% better than my 20th birthday in July, where I was forced to fake a smile all day because I was at my nieces 11th birthday party (Her birthday is two days before mine) and a bunch of my family were there, only to find out none of them realised it was even my birthday. It was pretty heartbreaking, if I’m completely honest. My niece had originally had two cakes, but my sister felt bad for me so she lit the candles of one for me. Even writing this and remembering it all makes me really sad. I don’t remember what my parents got me, I think it might have been 50 pound. In hindsight, I should have just canceled having the day off work and gone in. But anyway, here is my Christmas presents (minus the chocolate selection box I ate, and the Chocolate Santa the kids ate)

My parents actually got more than me this year, which is a first ever. I’m not gunna continue to sound like a grinch anymore, so I wont complain any more. I did however buy myself something to cheer me up. (I splashed out big time, guys!)

YAY! 3DS and games. I definitely do not regret doing this. And I’m still left with a decent amount of money in my pocket, so thats a good thing! But I wont be lending anymore to my mother, I’m fed up with her “We should be able to help each other out with money like this” logic, meaning “Just do it or I’ll tell your brother and sister, and they’ll moan at you and write you a detailed list of how much it’ll cost for you to live somewhere that isnt here” … that legit happened when I wouldn't cough up 100 for the heater to be fixed.

Warning. Rant on Mother incoming!

She’s turned into a hungry, money eating dinosaur as of recent years. She’s “quitting” smoking currently (and has been for about 6 months now) where she uses E-cigarettes and buys the expensive refills, but she’s also smoking normally as well, so she’s spending twice as much on her smoking habit, but apparently its better because her health is benefitting from it. Hey… smell that…? I think its BULLSHIT!
Spending all this extra money on her crap as usual has ended up with having my cousin live with us again to A) keep him from sleeping in his car every night and B) put money in her pocket…
And, she’s getting more and more housebound (Lazy) with me working in a shop. I work about 5 minutes walk away from work and she’s only ever visited me a hand full of times when my sister would DRIVE HER here to do shopping, and even though she is fully capable of walking up to get some milk herself she’ll wait and get me to bring it home, buying it with my own money and forget to pay me back.

She’s getting more and more on my nerves. She keeps shouting at me to stop making her feel guilty when I bring up things like how horrible my birthday was, and I’m just there like.. good, you feel guilty because you know it was shit, at least. She dotes on my siblings 24/7 and never thinks about me, even though I’m the one who lives at home still (unfortunately)
Maybe its because I’m not married, and have kids already or something. I have to have babies to make her notice me? That’ll be a long while, I’m afriad. My sister comes once a week, every week to talk to mum about things like her kids and hubby problems and my mum is more than happy to sit and talk with her about it all, but she’ll not look away from Candy Crush long enough to even look at me while I’m trying to talk to her about something. Halloween, all I remember is my mother picking up certain candy for giving the trick-or-treaters because my sister liked them. So I asked what’s my favourite and she didn't have an answer.

And another time when my sister got a new haircut, she said “having new haircuts all the time is what makes your sister her.” and so I asked what makes me me, and her answer? “You’re stubborn, You roll your eyes too much and you don't clean up” Well thanks, that's the best description of some one ever, and that's just so me. *ROLLS FUCKING EYES*

END OF RANTING for now…

Well, at least I know who I am thanks to last year. And this year will only get better. I got to get more excited about my trip while at work today because Grace was asking me about last time, and I told her all about the different planes, and the 20 minute walk to my gate in Heathrow, and the Chicago subway, and my favourite shaky hug. I got a little behind with cooking the cheese twists, but I was happy so it’s all fine. I think if I’m working 6 days a week now that Brenda has retired, then I’m allowed to do something that makes the day go better at least.

Anyway, I’m thinking of painting something. Not sure what yet, but lets see what inspiration I can get.

BUH-BYE! <3