Work

After work drinks was well funny on Friday. I actually stayed until after nine which deserves a cheer in itself. I felt really shy and scared but had a good time. After a while I had to have a glass of wine to stop people going on and on about it, then when I did thy all shouted at me cos I said that I wasn't going to. Bah. Haha. Got a cab home.

Bought some shoes at work, they are nice, but a bit too wide, but only a tenner and girly pumps. I also got two tops from Topshop, like my brown pull over, one in white and one in tourquoise which I can wear on their own or over a shirt or vest and are fine for work. I keep checking on that dress. I am determined to get it. I just have to keep checking that fucking website incase they get one in my size again and that might not be so long, it depends when people save things to their carts I think.

Anyways, today, after a clean we went to town. It is fucking freezing today. We (well mainly Joshua and he told he off for jsut standing there watching him) finally polythened that window in the front room and it really makes a diference. I also bought some vitamins, some stuff from boots like toilettries and stuff. Then bought that Katamari game for lovely lovely Joshua and a DVD for me. Also today I wrote the majority fo two letters, replying to two that arrived today - one from lovely Charley and the other one from an SG in America, called Jade (well actually her name is something else but I won't tell you that incase there are stalkers reading this), who is in New York.. Its quite handy because shes actually Brazillian and learning French or something so I have asked her to write to me in French, like when we were at school, you know the thing, so it'll help my brain a bit. ("I am 12 years old and I play netball. On my holidays this year I went to France. The weather was sunny.")What with Natalie and Bobby moving to St Brieuc I am going to pull my finger out again and start on another of my 'things to do' and have French lessons. I'm going to call Highlands and the French shop in town and see what they can do for me, that I can start after Ant and Ria go. Incidently, I am also doing fucking well paying off my credit card. I am so fucking chuffed. But anyways, back to the French, now that Lent is nearly upon us, everyone is going on and on about giving something up, apart from Dom, who rather sensibly is taking something up. She says that she always does at Lent and its much more fun that punishing yourself. So that is what I am going to do. Finally get something else underway. I am still swimming if anyone wants to know, I have been only twice this week, but it still counts.

I also bought something off a friends wishlist, that I forgot to get just after Christmas and having only just had the money to do, I went and bought it. Better late than never. I am hopeless with money. I looked at my balance today and was rather excited that I had money into my account and was happy. And I didn't really want to go out and spend spend spend. I do know that I need to pay bills and things from that, so I'm not stupid, and I do have to pay for our hotel in NY as well, which frankly is going to cost a lot as everything there seems quite pricey. But I have some money in my account that I can actually live with. I am so pleased. I mean, I can put some in my savings. Not a lot, but atleast I actually have savings now. I can actually buy presents for people. What is the point in having money and not being able to share it with the people that you care about? I'd be such a rubbish lottery winner. Give it a few months and I would have given a lot of it away.

Oh and apprently we are getting our annual bonus at work soon too. It was supposed to be paid in this months pay but got delayed as the company has just changed hands and the shareholders were going to pay half, and the old company were going to pay the other half, but technically speaking they haven't signed the shareholders agreement yet so there are no shareholders for the new company. But that is also rahter exciting.

I like my job. I really do. I would leave Jersey if Joshua wanted to go, or rather he wanted us to leave hahah. (Although if he left me and ran off I can't guarantee somekind of me chasing after him.) I would be sad that I would have to leave there. I don't know what I'd do for a living if I went back to London... Being away from it all, I am more aware of my situation when I was there... I am warey about going to back to dull jobs and feeling like I am wasting my life or being in limbo and never having enough money. Everyone was so nice to me on Friday night, heck they are nice people there anyways, but although I was nervous and felt like a spazz, I joined in and was included. I think it did me good to see my boss hammered and drooling like a baby. Shes so stern and proper at work, but a little lady that can't quite match everyone drink for drink, although she likes to try!

I've had such a wierd day. It started wierdly and then I went through all the emotions. In town I thought I was going to kill people, getting increasing aggitated by the knobheads and their elbows. Then getting a bit worked up about nothing in my head, being a bit sad and being almost afraid to talk because I was convinced I was going to say something stupid. I only had my period like 2 weeks ago and I am almost 80% sure its come round again.

Also, someone please remind me to never go to City again. We keep going, and the service is awful, and the food is hit and miss (Joshua's lunch was DRENCHED in sea salt to the point where he couldn't eat it) and everytime I tell myself we aren't going there again and we do and I get annoyed by the service or something.

Well this is a very long journal entry eh? An update, I just put 100 pounds into my savings, bought Natalie a book abour French swear words (which I have) and a lovely present for someone special.