So I'm sitting on a bathroom stool, locked in the bathroom on a Saturday night. God, my life just keeps getting better.
Brad's staying tonight. I thought I'd talk to him about moving back to Brisbane and he took it the wrong way. I understand where he's coming from in some things, but it's like he's holding me back.
I can't stand Warwick. I officially think I'm at breaking point right about now. I had two cranky customers today, and it's been the worst working Saturday of my life. Thanks to these two Warwick idiots, I may be counceled on Tuesday. It's really the last thing I need right now. Just when I think nothing can get any worse. The worst thing about it, is that I can't talk about it to anyone. You can't talk to anyone at work about it, because they probably have other things on their mind/there's always that chance that they're related to the person, and Brad thinks I'm the one in the wrong.
I miss Brisbane, and I miss my friends.
:( *hugs*
ReplyDeletemaybe give him some time, and try to talk to him again.
he might not fully understand why you want so desperately to move back.
try to breathe and just let it happen.
as for getting councelled; pffft.
its just big w girly; who gives a fuck?
they aren't worth shit, and one day you're going to be kicking ass out in the world while they're all still stuck there <3
Thanks Em <3
ReplyDeleteHaha and thanks for the VERY true words about Big W. You always know what to say lol : )