So I have this thing called Precordial Catch Syndrome. It’s like, really intense pain just under my ribs =( only lasts a couple of minutes and a good deep breath normally sorts it out but it hurts like fuck before and is really uncomfortable for a while afterwards.
It’s super horrible and feels like a little mini heart attack. Hate Hate Hate!
It’s like the universe has conspired to give me a break =D.
So, I got my rota for the week, and I not only have a really short shift this Friday, I also have a whole weekend off (that I didn’t even have to ask for >-<
psst that never happens) and it just happens to coincide with loads of my friends from back home having a meet up and it means I CAN GO TOO and I can see them and have a weekend away and the train tickets aren’t even that expensive and I am very excited and happy.
You know when someone tells you you can’t do something… and you’re just like ‘the fuck do you know? i can do whatever i set my fucking mind to!’.
Yeah that was me today.
What happened hon? Just say the word and I’ll go there and help you set up a barricade :D
Ugh I just can’t deal with the stress of working in that place every single day. It’s just none stop and people are never ever ever happy. It’s like “Dude, are you running around like headless chicken behind this bar trying to please people who refuse to give you even the slightest of breaks? NO You’re on fucking holiday in a chocolate attraction. So stop being such a miserable lot of bastards,” on top of which, the one time in the day I actually got irritable my manager just happened to actually be around for once, and… you know when you already feel bad about something, and it’s eating at you already, and then someone calls you on it… I just had a breakdown and went and cried in the staff room for like twenty minutes. Then I had to go through two hours of script training, for a total of 11 hours at work.
I just hate it.
And it’s only been four days in a row, I have to do seven in a row next week and I just can’t do it T-T.
So I mentioned my plans to my parents and got EXACTLY the response I expected -_-‘… Basically everything went very quiet and mum was just like… “By yourself?” and “Isn’t it quite a dodgy city to be alone in?” and you know, I get it that they worry about me, I do but people do this all the time right? Just jet off by themselves. Hell one of my friends has been living in China and then Taiwan for almost two years now, I think at almost 23 years old my parents don’t need to try talking me down from spending five days in New York City.
So… I told my parents that I had a nightmare about my dog (who is back home with them) drowning in a river, and I woke up terrified - like the first thing I did was text my dad to make sure she was okay and to tell him to give her a hug from me… then this morning I get this in the post.
Not gonna lie… I cried a little bit.
I miss my parents, and I miss being home =’(.
and I miss my baby…
So today at work one of the guys asked me what I thought of the ‘Yorkie’ advertisement campaign - because obv. we work in a chocolate attraction in York - (for those unfamiliar with Yorkie it’s basically several massive blocks of solid chocolate in a bar, and the ad campaign for years has been that it’s ‘chocolate FOR MEN!!!’ as in the slogan was ‘It’s not for girls’ and there is actually a ‘no girls’ label on the wrapper). I sort of just played it off jokingly, knowing that I was surrounded by three boys who at best tolerate the existence of my feminism as a thing, and with no female allies around i didn’t really want to get into an argument, but I pointed out that I thought that bringing out a ‘girls’ wrapper (pink what else) was a step too far and they were just like… ‘huh why?’
And I’m sort of stood there like… you asked me about this first, you obviously recognise that there is an issue with advertising that pushes women out of the picture or makes a joke out of them… how do you not see how patronising it is to try and then include them, not by stopping your sexist bullshit advertising, but by making the wrapper pink? Like girls can’t eat a ‘manly’ chocolate bar like this unless we make it pretty. I was just like… dumbfounded that this can go over people’s heads.
I’m pretty sure I got just 2 hours of sleep last night, if that… this is why I should never nap during the day, even just for half an hour.
I don’t get art…
I get things that look interesting or pretty and decorative, like I get it on an aesthetic level. But I don’t get it on an emotional level. Is that weird?
It’s just a thing that I don’t understand.
Like some people can spend hours and hours in art galleries or look at the same painting again and again for years and see something different every single time or look at weird sculptures or whatever and find meaning and I just don’t see it.
It does absolutely nothing for me.
When you can feel a cold coming on is the worst…
Like you get that scratchy feeling in your throat, and everything starts to feel fuzzy and you know your looking at several days of not being able to breathe properly and coughing yourself to sleep and feeling generally shit… and there’s nothing you can do to prevent it at this point.
I don’t want to go to work, I want to curl into a little ball and not leave my bed all day and just spend the whole day half dead or something.
My God. These mosquito’s are like the fucking Hydra. You kill one and three more appear from nowhere to replace it.
I swear I’ve swatted at least 7 in the last twenty minutes and there are at least 4 more that I know of still buzzing around. So fucking annoying, and I have work tomorrow morning and I can’ sleep with the noise they make.
Ugh people are going to be traipsing past my house all day again… It’s so annoying. For some reason everything outside seems amplified -_-‘.