my job at the bookies, cleaning has now ended.
this decision was not theirs but my own. it was a tough decision to make but its for the better of my health, as i find it too much and i keep getting tired all the time. quitting it would help a bit (i hope)

im going to miss it, the people and the routine. it wasnt a bad job. its just everynight and and its 30 mins journey on the bus. so most of the moneys go to bus fare anyway. and i will get more benefits now as the job this year affected it big time. so now i will get a bit more and not having to worry about screaming chavs and drunken twats every friday and saturday night. will miss the night busdrivers though but i will see them during the day sometimes anyway.

talking of missing things one of my good friends has died. not sure how but my bf got a message on fagbook that his friend (and mine has died 2 days ago) it shocked both of us as we saw him not long ago.

he was the person who kept me company when i broke up with the scambag ex of mine. we watch austin powers and drank cider. i felt sick after having that. i will miss him lots. why is alcohol such evil stuff. (thats what i think got him. he did drink alot in the past and he was about my age)