i really dont think two 17 year olds should be allowed to run a shop together. it just seems stupid. the other chick working with me was rostered to finish at 5 and i was rostered to finish at 5.3o. it was a super busy day. i ended up finishing at 6pm. just because when we were open to customers there was no possible way that we would have had a spare moment to close. so... in the shop for an hour... with $5000 odd, is a lone 17 year old girl. this doesn't seem right.
to make my day worse... i have hours of homework ahead of me. plus my horse that i put $5 on didn't win.
The only good part about today, was the fact that it was the first saturday all year that i've been able to sleep in past 10am. and that I did. until 1pm actually. it was gooood.
last night was fun. i went around to jons place. we watched the year 12 video, then fear and loathing in las vegas. both were damn good. the latter being pretty awesome. then we played with his awesomely awesome new keyboard. it has a million and one sounds. and is too cool for words. so i shal shuttup about it now. then we had our normal weird emma + jonno chats. i'd go into detail, but people would just think im a freak more of a freak than normal.
yesterday seriouslt felt like it was 3 days long. not because it was shit, but because i did so many different things, and my emotions changed many times. i woke up happy, got sad because i realised i had to go to uni for just one hour, angry because the bus driver was mean, then happy again because i saw amy and alex, then sad because i had to say au revoir to alex, happy once more because i went to visit school, plain awkwardness followed because i ran into lachlan, then miserable because of the wetness of me in the rain, then joyful because jonno is cool, then sad because i had to go home. mmm... it was a long but good day yesterday.
i love complaining about shit all. and boring the world with my shitty complaining about shit all.
oh, and lady g, because you asked... on thursday i went to uni, then worked for 4 hours, then i went on a date with this guy called james. i don't think you know him though, unlike yourself, he's a bit of a loser. after that i came home and slept.
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