Jay_Shrimper
Mummy's Little Soldier
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Why are Tuesday always crap?! :mad:
I wake up, smack my head then spill my breakfast down me.
Anyway, I walked to Rochford Train Station and waited for the train. Whilst I'm waiting for the train to Southend, theres a bunch of teenagers hurling abuse at the people at the station and people who work there etc. I really did forget how rude a typical teenager is now days (apart from the few odd exceptions - like me :angel: ). Smoking, drinking, being rude, causing trouble, smashing bottles etc. :( Then on the train you have this girl who goes to sweyne in her uniform telling her parents how she hates them and wishes they were dead and that shes always stealing from people to buy fags, drugs and booze and that they wern't good enough to be her parents! How fcuking charming!
Then, when I eventually get into town, I nearly get mowed down at the roundabout by the train station by a sports car (at least I would have gone in style! :finger: ) then whilst I was crossing the road at the button crossing more teenagers stepped out in front of an unmarked traffic cops/undercover policemen and refused to move whilst they were on call, hurdling abuse etc. :mad:
I eventually get into town and then go to the bank. I use the 'paying in' machine thinking I'll be clever and skip the long queue and then it decides to fcuk up on me so I have to wait half hour while they sort everything out with the machine.
Then I made my way down the high street. I walked to 'Carphone Warehouse' and enquired about memory cards for my phone and he said yes yes I should get that one blah blah blah and I was about to pay for it when he said "let me show you how to put the card in the phone" and then he looked for the slot and went "oh, you have a Motorola Razor V3, not the Motorola V3i so we can't upgrade your memory. Your stuck with 5MB I'm afraid." Oh fcuking great I thought to myself, just waisted 20 mins of you babling on about absolute **** to find out I can't upgrade the memory on my phone so I can't have more than 2 songs on it. :mad:
Then I get home and find a letter with something in it for me! Woopie! My new passport had arrived. Woo, eventually something good had happened today. I opened it and then as you do, you look at the picture. OH.MY.GOD! I looked like a stoned terrorist - no joke! I can't wear glasses whilst having pictures done so I was blind and then I had red cheeks with the suspicious eyes! Arrgghhh fan-flipping-tastic just what I want the people at the airport to see!
Anyway - I wonder what else can go wrong today?! :thump:
This is a thread for people who want to tell us about your rubbish days to get them out of your system.
Why are Tuesday always crap?! :mad:
I wake up, smack my head then spill my breakfast down me.
Anyway, I walked to Rochford Train Station and waited for the train. Whilst I'm waiting for the train to Southend, theres a bunch of teenagers hurling abuse at the people at the station and people who work there etc. I really did forget how rude a typical teenager is now days (apart from the few odd exceptions - like me :angel: ). Smoking, drinking, being rude, causing trouble, smashing bottles etc. :( Then on the train you have this girl who goes to sweyne in her uniform telling her parents how she hates them and wishes they were dead and that shes always stealing from people to buy fags, drugs and booze and that they wern't good enough to be her parents! How fcuking charming!
Then, when I eventually get into town, I nearly get mowed down at the roundabout by the train station by a sports car (at least I would have gone in style! :finger: ) then whilst I was crossing the road at the button crossing more teenagers stepped out in front of an unmarked traffic cops/undercover policemen and refused to move whilst they were on call, hurdling abuse etc. :mad:
I eventually get into town and then go to the bank. I use the 'paying in' machine thinking I'll be clever and skip the long queue and then it decides to fcuk up on me so I have to wait half hour while they sort everything out with the machine.
Then I made my way down the high street. I walked to 'Carphone Warehouse' and enquired about memory cards for my phone and he said yes yes I should get that one blah blah blah and I was about to pay for it when he said "let me show you how to put the card in the phone" and then he looked for the slot and went "oh, you have a Motorola Razor V3, not the Motorola V3i so we can't upgrade your memory. Your stuck with 5MB I'm afraid." Oh fcuking great I thought to myself, just waisted 20 mins of you babling on about absolute **** to find out I can't upgrade the memory on my phone so I can't have more than 2 songs on it. :mad:
Then I get home and find a letter with something in it for me! Woopie! My new passport had arrived. Woo, eventually something good had happened today. I opened it and then as you do, you look at the picture. OH.MY.GOD! I looked like a stoned terrorist - no joke! I can't wear glasses whilst having pictures done so I was blind and then I had red cheeks with the suspicious eyes! Arrgghhh fan-flipping-tastic just what I want the people at the airport to see!
Anyway - I wonder what else can go wrong today?! :thump:
This is a thread for people who want to tell us about your rubbish days to get them out of your system.
