A weekend later...

well what a weekend it has been. Work saturday was surprisingly enjoyable, not the usual brown nose arseholes i have to deal with. A down to earth and cheerful chap was left happy after the excellent service i gave him on the shoes department. Finding the perfect shoes for his wedding. 4 people even took note of my name! The night that followed was extremely enjoyable, a few beers and i was away partying like its 1965(not that i know what that was like as i wasnt born for a further 37 years. A good morning the next day no hangover which is always an extravigant luxury after a 'piss up'. Sunday Brighton was good, although thanks to the incredable bureaucracy of public transport somehow ended up on a 'replacement bus service' taking an extra 45 minutes. In fact the travel system is so effective i paid £10 for a ticket and did it even get checked once?.. NO. But the sad thing is if i hadn't purchased a ticket so law abidingly, there is no doubt it would have been checked. However a nice sunny day followed with many temptations( some of which i couldn't resist) such as copious amounts of ice cream. A great weekend overall but the one rant i have to put across is about man's contriversal desire, MONEY. Well really i want to talk about my lack of it. Paid on friday now i have £30 pound to my name and have subsiquently appearred to have bought nothing of any significance whatsoever! Its a piss take. I think i actually preffered being broke. Maybe i should delegate my finances to a sweedish banker as im more like to recieve a good interest rate unlike the emphamous Monetary policy Commitee's measly 0.5%. A week of coursework to look forward to no doubt you will be back next time to enjoy more ramblings of a madman.
peace out homies x

Genisis

I would begin my fantastically sophisticated and interesting blog by telling you why i set up this blog, but it is simply because someone suggested i express my feeling through indepth and psychiatrically irrelevent babble. Well to tell you a bit about me i am currently at sixth form studying subjects i am relatively interested in and somehow good at. I work part time for money,which in a metaphorical sense is barely enough to be called pocket money. I have very personal views on how things work. Well if your not completely bored out of your brain by now il write some more fasanating insights into my life in good time.

Peace be with you .