So here it goes

So i've had my arm twisted into beginning a blog... not really sure what i'm expected to write about but hey here goes.....

So it's got to this time of the year when everyone starts to talk holidays and not wanting to miss out i seem to have allocated all of my 5 weeks holiday from work in one go.....

 I'm currently getting abuse for being awake at 10:34pm in the evening, i can do late nights... Can't i???  I admit that if there is nothing on the tv/nobody to talk to online it has been known that i've been in bed before 9am. Whats wrong with that? I'm never normally tired after that! And then another kick in the teeth as i'm reminded that i'm actually 23 this year, now this leads me nicely to my theory that the year of being 23 is in fact cursed. I said from day one of being 23 i didn't like i had a weird feeling about it, so far i've had a weird birthday, a speeding fine, my car engine has exploded therefore requiring a new engine, i have to drive a car that looks like a giant tic tac and i nearly broke my finger with a large box of shop stock, if that isn't bad luck and is just my life in general i may as well end it now!

I am now qualified to save your life, after spending three days rolling round on the floor and kissing someone called Annie i am perfectly capable of breaking ribs and bandaging hands. In the space of 3 days i dealt with 3 scenarios where people had cut themselves on tins of tiger, dangerous stuff that cat food! I can make pretty things like pirates patches and bandana's about of triangular bandages, couldn't put you in a sling for love nor money! Is it wrong to use the contents of a first aid kit for fancy dress purposes? Was i supposed to take this whole thing seriously?

I need to stop waffling on, another day in the world tomorrow where you feel like your working at the Chatham branch of Matalan, who could ask for more??????