on the friday night i completed all homework so i could then enjoy sat and sunday.
on saturday i woke up earlie and me and mum went to the other side the city,
while mum when and dealt with her 'parental' tasks i went to narrewarren to see my gorgeous boyfriend =]
we spent the day together watched a movie ran down to the shop, i cooked his family lunch.. tried to educate him in cooking. and jsut relaxed, his parents told me all these cute little storys about everyone and everything. i enjoyed myself extreamly and his parents called me a 'keeper' witch made me very pleased.
i left my boyfriends at about 4-5 ish to comehome and be home in time for work. i had a shift from 8pm-11pm and i can tell you i was well and truly drained and tired. I got through the shift and got home and curled up in bed and passed out.
on sunday though i had woken up at 8 and decided to sleep a little longer leaving me to wake up at 10. It then hit me that i wanted to spend a day doing what i love most and bake. a afternoon to myself before work, i told mum wrote a list for everything i need and went down to the shops.
on the menu was
- rich choc muffins
- cheese cake slice
- tripple choc cookies.
so i return home.. unpack all the grosries then recive a call from work. at 12 pm asking me to come in ASAP and start. that was the last thing i wanted but said ok anyway. i then got extreamly angry and frustrated my wonderful afternoon was ruined 4 hours to earlie.
so i got all my stuff ready and headed off to work. i then couldnt wait to get home and talk to my baby and jsut sleep.
and as for family.. it sucks.. well and truly sucks. just like school like FTW! a 7th period
