Memory's

I've decided to change the name of my blog, from "constant moaning" to "memoirs of a mash potato" I'll tell you why..

Today I was reading through my old emails, like really old, 04/05, allot of them were making me laugh, but a few of them, I have NO memory of, and they're not insignificant ones, they're things other people remember.. like an email of a massive msn conversation I had with my dear friend Grant, we rowed, about me wanting to uninvite his girlfriend to my 18th party.

Kerry then asked (back in present time) whether I remembered Grant and Jane having a big row when we painted our 6th form common room. NOPE, not even a glimmer of a memory.

Nor do I remember having good friendships with some of the people there where email's from.

Nor do I remember fancying some people that I seem to have emailed about fancying.

ERGO my memory is SHITE.

I shall make my blog more like a diary, less of a rant. Something I can look back on, and it can help me remember the fun, and not so fun times that I have lived through!

So today, I went to work, everyone was a bit stroppy, Kev was off sick, that's it.

Well that's a day to remember isn't it. The only interesting conversations worth writing about are the above ^^^

And the email which made me laugh most of all "AND YOU BETTER FIND MY FUCKING WHITE SHOES" haha, the good old days.

I did order two dresses from boohoo.com, it was a neccessary purchase, I have allot of nights out and birthday's in April, and we all know how I feel about recycling outfits. I will have to for atleast two of the nights. I'll try and jazz them up maybe :S but I'm hardly Gok..

P.S bus biscuit lady was on the bus today, she gives me rage, WHO IN THEIR RIGHT MIND eats 7 digestives for brekfast, with only water to wash it down. FILTH.