Loved this when I was a kid. Still do.
I eat chicken that isn’t halal. How badass am I right?
I don’t like to eat haram Nandos though, a big piece of chicken feels haram to me. It’s only if it’s like small portions of chicken do I feel okay eating lol like when you order something with chicken at Wagamamas.
Yes I know I cherry pick rules and am full of contradictions but isn’t life like that anyway?
I can’t wait for June, it’s the starting point of my life. Well that’s how it feels like it’s going to be.
The past week has been going quite well but then it took a turn for the worst. Somehow my macbook got scratched and I heard replacing a retina screen is going to cost some big bucks. I really hope Apple can take pity on me and replace it for free. Otherwise I don’t know what I’ll do. I was putting some money aside for a camera :(
btw I am determined to get back into ‘fashion blogging’.
My brother is a dickhead. He really is, he steals money from me, takes stuff without permission and is a general pain in the ass. In the weekend he decided to take one of my coats and I found it the next day soaking wet and under his duvet. He didn’t apologise or stop doing it.
So why am I telling you this? Well my parents think its a great idea to get a lodger who can stay in my brothers room whilst shoving a single bed into my room so he can stay with me. I really can’t see this going down well.
But I can’t refuse otherwise I would be the son who is disobeying them etc. I pay them rent although its much lower than market value.
I need to move out but I can’t afford to because I’m saving up to move to London after the summer.
Yesterday I was thinking about how things in my life were going quite well.. but I guess all good things come to an end.
My spirit animal.
Things have changed. I’ll be starting a completely new career in the summer. Not sure if I want to even reveal it on this empty blog. At least not right now. All I can say is that it is worlds apart from financial services!
Okay so my last day at work coincides with one my colleague’s who is going on maternity leave. She’s quite high up the food chain so I can’t steal her thunder by having an after-works drinks party on the same evening. Ah well, I’m invited to hers lol. For the record I don’t actually ‘drink’. I have coca cola or fanta…never together…cos that would be disgusting.
My boss said we can just arrange a little lunch meal for me instead. I’m actually quite flattered that he’s thought of organising something like this for me. I’ve only been there for six months!
Kind of sad to leave but I really do just want to have a bit of a rest and also I’d like to spend time looking for something else.
Leaving my job in February…time to chill and look for something else.
this is enough radiance in my life to last me until the new year.