RANT - even though I fucking hate the word rant.
I’ve been awake since 5am, which means I’ve now been awake 10 hours - I’m STARVING. I planned to eat tapas in town, offering to pay for my boyfriend. He says he doesn’t want me to pay for him - which means no tapas, and he doesn’t get that I JUST WANT TO GO EAT TAPAS. Why will I never get to try TAPAS? All I’ve done today is work an 8-hour shift, it’s only 3pm. I just want food.
In the half hour I’ve been home from work, I’ve made my elbow bleed, burned my hand on my straighteners - as I was straightening my hair ready for tapas, ONLY TO BE DENIED TAPAS :( And, my amazing mango yoghurt that cost me like 2 quid has been eaten by some fiend so I can’t even have that. Fuck sake.
Poo everything and go to sleep, Charmaine.