Just landed my first proper burlesque gig, dancing in front of 350 people.
I just wish my mum would start to act like a mum again. I want her to stop going out every night drinking away what little money we have and staying out at strangers houses and going to all night parties, I want her to stop relying on me and my brother to buy the food and pay the bills. I just want my mum back, the one who taught me so much about life, and who has now become the very thing she slandered. I don’t think she realises how much she’s changed.
Only ever had two job interviews in my life, and both have resulted in getting a job!
Say hello to the newest member of the Black Bull bar staff!
I wish I was a sandwich. Sandwiches have easy lives, I mean come on, they’re sandwiches, all they do is lie there. They don’t have to worry about eating because they get stuffed with food. They don’t have to go to work or college, they literally do jack shit and just leave a few crumbs. They don’t understand the universe or taxes, neither do they have places to be or people to see, it’s such an easy life.
So I’m going to roll in my duvet and pretend to be a sandwich. Chicken tikka and mayonnaise sandwich yep.