Right, so as i settled back in at home, I got searching for a job, and unfortunately I went from Alcudia- to Mc-fucking donalds. I did think I was settling in well, until I realised that there was some real cunty MCfuckfaces who decided to pick on the midget AKA...ME!
It didn't bother me like, he looked like a lanky chipmunk cunt face, wearing a twat for a cap, one of my couple a haters, so then I decided to take action, tell them to shove the mcshit up their mcmuffins and before long, I pissed off out of the 4.50 an hour shit house.
So, later on I decided to shift my arse, day in, day out searching on a 1mph laptop for jobs each day when boom, the perfect job came up, in order for me to save to work abroad again.....B&Q.
For once I cannot moan about the new job as surprisingly I'm rather happy with it, however, if I come in the house hungry, stand back, I'm one hangry radge packet. However once fed....I'm calm again and I chill out.
So yeah I haven't moaned on too much here either, not compare to what's coming up anyway.
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