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All The Attraction, The Tension, Don't You See Baby This Is Perfection
Well my lovelies, i've mostly been working and getting my hard earnt cash this week. Steph and I are now cool again, apparently i'm too adora-bubble to be mad at for long  That and I think we both had a bit of PMT and blew a lot out of proportion, but what to you expect from women. Infact we should hopefully be going on holiday in June, and even more hopefully staying with Cat <3 But we'll see. I'm determined to go somewhere for a break whether it be in Spain or England. So it's another bloody bank holiday, another weekend from hell which I seem to be working everyday. Last night was mental, tonight is gonna be 10 times worse, especially since I have to train up a new waitress, so wish me luck! Oh well, at least the weather is on the up! Hope you're all well, especially Clairsy pops. ♥ |
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My Heart Can't Possible Break When It Wasn't Even Whole To Start With
Oh dear lord, why oh why do I always put my foot in it and hurt people I dont mean to? Oh yea, drink. God help me when I am actually legal to drink. My 18th is gonna be messy. Basically said somethings in a drunken state to a guy which I didn't mean to and now Steph is annoyed with me. I swear whenever I try and help it just goes horribly wrong. That or the people I annoy by accident need to chill a bit. I am lovely Lisa and I do have other peoples best intentions at heart, so I want to apologise to you all now if one day I do the same to you. I try too hard, thats my problem. Sorry! ♥ |
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And Now I'm Back, To Let You Know, I Can Really Shake Em' Down
OK, for the benefit of Claire who moaned at me beings I "never update my blog" - hello. I have no excuse as to why I haven't been about, its the usual lame excuse. At last i'm back to earning again, and I love it, not to mention ecstatic about my wages going up a whole another quid an hour, meh, it adds up! I haven't ventured out into town much recently, i've turned into a bit of a local gal. Although my house is the last place you need to look for me. Summer is also approaching, which means sun, which means warmth, which means no more freezing my arse off walking to places after midnight. It is also gradually getting closer to my 18th, and I can't fucking wait. So did you all have a good easter? I worked then got drunk, s'all good. But no eggs for me - i've still got one left from last year! Oh and even though I saw her on her birthday, wooooot for Sio turning 17, you'll be driving around like pro soon enough beauty. Thats enough from me, I really don't have much to say apart from all is well. Oh and that i'm obsessed with dirty dancing at the moment, even though i've seen it a million times, I can never get bored of the film and soundtrack. I'm cool, honest. ♥ |
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Is There Anything Worth Waiting For?
I got a job, wooooooooooot. Working at the hospital, which means, I can gain the experience I need in social and care work, the aspect ive lacked on my CV. Which means, when i'm 18, I can take an apprenticeship or NVQ course. Finally, some good news, ey. I've been a good girl this weekend, I stayed in the whole time. Which means im saving money and my liver. Sure ive turned boring, but its about time I settled down a bit. Although I need a drink more than I want to shag Brad Pitt. In other news, my god I hate pmt. ♥ |
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Since You Been Gone
OK, I haven't said much recently, and it is partly because I haven't been about, but also because I feel I can't express myself anymore, even in my own blog! The thing is, I went to the doctors today, and from next week i'm going on anti depressants. The reason he isn't putting me on them straight away is because I drink so much, the mixture will kill me. In a week, a girl my age and weight shouldn't be drinking more than 14 units, thats 7 pints of beer. I drink on average 7 pints a night, most times more, every single day. Thats nearly 100 units a week. Fuck... I'm not eating, i'm not sleeping, if you guys saw me, you'd have a fit. I don't look well. Infact i'm not well, i've been sicking and coughing up blood, i'm constantly pale, my circulation is shit so im always shivering cold, i've even got a rash on my face appearing. I'm even snoking 3 times more than I did 6 months ago. Why have I gone like this? I don't actually know. I just know i'm not happy, I have no money, no job, and I haven't even got any real friends anymore. I'm scared guys. I'm not saying all of this for attention and sympathy, i'm telling you because writing this down and admitting I have a problem helps. Hope you're all well ♥ |
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Cause I Love You, Whether It's Wrong Or Right
So I suppose I should update. Well first off the Kelly Clarkson gig was awesome! I had such a great time with Steph. I fucking love London. Even though a pint is £3.50! Most of the rest of that week I stayed in, beings i'm totally skint. That and I was on the most wanted list by a couple of people, s'ok, its sorted now. On Saturday I went to 90's night at the UEA. Haha, seriously, i'm so glad I was brought up in that decade, you can't beat a bit of spice girls, blur and club classics. Even though I drank far too much, threw up then passed out for a bit. Oops. Monday I was helped my mate Paul at his motor garage, worked for 3 hours, and got £30, not too shabby hey! Even though 20 quid then went on a driving lesson, speakin of which, I have my test in 5 weeks. Scary shit! Then that night went to a quiz night down one of my locals, haha, I swear to god i'm gonna grow up and be one of these bingo and quiz obsessed women. Ah well, I had a laugh. The rest of the time ive been staying in till about 5 and then going out, i've become so lazy. I even babysat on St paddy's day, just to get money. Me, miss alcoholic, gave up a night of irish drinking and fun to babysit for a measly 20 quid. I have a interview next week on tuesday though at the hospital, hopefully i''ll get it, otherwise i'm so gonna claim benefits and become a dosser, I can tell. And tonight, i'm going for a meal with my dearest Stephanie. Not really in the greatest of moods today. No particular reason. I'll be fine, I always am in the end! ♥ |
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It's A Work Of Art The Way This Fell Apart
Lisa the painter and decorator Lisa the accountant Lisa the car saleswoman Lisa the roofer Lisa the 999 call center operator If I get asked to do any more jobs I may buy myself a fancy dress shop and hire a shopkeeper who appears as if by magic. I may still have no job, but i've had a million offers from friends that i've met through working at the pub. Its weird not to be working today, as for the past year i've started work at 10am every sunday morning, even though I had the chance to enjoy my first lay in, I got up at 8. I've now had my week off, now its time to start taking these offers seriously. Oh wait, Kelly Clarkson gig tomorrow.....hmm....ok, from tuesday I will  ♥ |
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