Sorry peeps, I’m just writing this just as the well-fit auditor who has been here all week, but leaves tomorrow L is bent down right in front of me. I think he has done this on purpose just so I’m forced to look, all though, it’s a very pretty sight! Seriously, so many beautiful men here, so little time, but I would defo recommend that you all come and live here for a while, it’s seriously like a pick n mix sweet shop!
Oh, and mother has been at it again. She hasn’t been sending me my mail, she has said that nothing has come for me, but I know this to be a blatant black lie as my brother has told me otherwise. Anyway, my point being, how fuckin cheap is she to not even post me stuff, the stamp costs like 50p, but she will not pay this, so she has saved up all my mail from the last month and I got a credit card bill, that I knew I needed to pay, as I bought my flights home for crimbo on there (still really do not wanna go home), but there was a few other emergency items from like September that I had completely forgotten about, but as mother hasn’t sent me no mail, I’ve now had my card suspended until I pay it, but since I didn’t pay it on time, as I didn’t have the reminder so now on top of what I owed I have to pay like 38 pounds charges for late payment, I am going to actually kill her.
Also, I have been mitherin the uni for months about me still not receiving my enrolment forms, as this is going to seriously fook up my student loan etc. They have sent me numerous copies, and even sent one by recorded delivery, which someone in my house has signed, but mother still tells me nothing has turned up. So I had a go at her for not sending me my mail and she goes and phones up uni, kicking off and my brother told me she was swearing at them (she has a filthy mouth, worse than mine, that’s where I learned it all from) so as you can imagine I was v. embarrassed by this shambles that I HAVE TO BY LAW call her mother. So yet again I had to have another go at her and then she was like “who on earth do you think you are talking to?” EEEEEEEErrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr excuse me mother who on earth do you think you are speaking to you tw*at.
Anyway, she eventually sends me a shit load of mail yesterday and I get my enrolment forms, that uni needed before the 6th of October I might hasten to add, and I get this letter: I note that an amount relating to unpaid tuition fees remains outstanding on your account. The facility for you to pay by instalments has now been removed and the whole amount is now due.
It is imperative that you contact the income section to discuss payment methods no later than the 24th of November 2006.
Failure to respond to this request may result in a Late Payment Charge being incurred and your registration for the current academic year being revoked.
If you are revoked, you will no longer be considered a student of the university and therefore will be excluded from attending lectures.
Can you believe it! I blame it all on mother as per usual everything is her fault, so now I have to spend a shit load of money phoning the UK money that I do not have, I hasten to add. Also I do not pay my fees, the LEA does as my mother is a single parent and my father abandoned me but I don’t blame him, I’m such a fookin loser at times, I would have abandoned me too. So they can get their facts straight, I owe them money, its not my fault the LEA hasn’t paid, although the LEA might only pay when they have confirmation that I have enrolled, but now I’m worried since I have enrolled so late will they even bother paying? THIS IS ALL MY MOTHERS FAULT THE COW. So have to spend my precious time and money sorting this out. I am actually going to physically kill her.
Oh and smelly boy was round again last night. I’m going to have to start having words with her about this as I’m paying half for food and he is round “eating” it every night. And he got all the leftovers from last nights tea for him and his friends so I’m going to tell her I will pay a third for the food or I might even suggest that I buy my own food as he is taking the leftovers for him and his friends, and I’m not being funny but this is not the first time it has happened.
I cooked shepherds pie from scratch last night, gravy and everything-from scratch- that’s right peeps, not just a pretty face I can cook as well- tell all your friends! Anyway it went down storm and smelly arse even ate two plates of it, I actually mean he ate, which is a first for him, and Sonia wants to invite all of her friends round so they can try it too, even I loved it! But this is why I’m pissed off; smelly arse got to take the leftovers! Why the fook, he needs to get a job and start paying for the food. See I don’t know why girls like Sonia find the unemployed attractive, I would much rather be with someone for their dinero!
Sorry I just have to note that fit auditor has bent over in front of me twice since I started writing this, and he has just seen what I have written so I hope he doesn’t understand English, although I don’t know at the minute he is smirking at me (“~) I hope he doesn’t realise I have been gawping at him, although he probably has as I am no way subtle about these things.
And the company that I work for has a factory full of men downstairs, ok the majority of them are old and mingers, especially colonel sanders (tell you more about him in a bit) but there are a few of the smouldering dark haired young ones who come and sit in my office sometimes, but I would never dream of speaking to them as I’m such a loser and they are far too cool for me L.
Anyway Colonel Sanders is a guy who looks like Colonel Sanders off KFC and he is always in my office- speaking Valencian (product of a backwards society) and he always asks everyday if I have a boyfriend and everyday he asks if I have a boyfriend and everyday I tell him no and then EVERYDAY he tells me he has a son who is also single and everyday I grit my teeth and smile (auditor is bent over yet again, I think he is loving this more than me! Although being bent over all the time sounds a bit homosexual!) Anyway colonel sanders was making fun of my paleness yet again so I was like yes you are very funny, I am white like paper as you pointed out, now please don’t mention it again. Realising that I was v. pissed off with him he then started telling me that he wasn’t tanned everywhere…….. and there were places where he was whiter than me ( I dread to think)then he just whipped it out and lobbed it on my desk! Eww and it was whiter than me and it was all hairy and covered in blue veins, I really did not know where to look. I just hope that he isn’t the type of man who wears shorts (well obviously not if the whiter shade of pale was anything to go by) as I don’t think anybody else should be subjected to that!
Sorry I keep writing these mini essays, if I put all this energy into writing my report then it would be happy days, but I have so much to say, everything is one drama after another, although I love my crazy life, and at least with me there is no boredom! (except in these essay things I write to you!) fortunately, at the minute I’m too busy watching auditor and talking to you peeps! Although I really should go. Oh and if anyone wants any perfume, there is a girl selling some really cheap in my work, I personally am about to purchase the jean paul gaultier one, its only 12 quid, so who cares if it is a fake, although I’m pretty sure they are the real thing and have been robbed from somewhere.
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Oh, and mother has been at it again. She hasn’t been sending me my mail, she has said that nothing has come for me, but I know this to be a blatant black lie as my brother has told me otherwise. Anyway, my point being, how fuckin cheap is she to not even post me stuff, the stamp costs like 50p, but she will not pay this, so she has saved up all my mail from the last month and I got a credit card bill, that I knew I needed to pay, as I bought my flights home for crimbo on there (still really do not wanna go home), but there was a few other emergency items from like September that I had completely forgotten about, but as mother hasn’t sent me no mail, I’ve now had my card suspended until I pay it, but since I didn’t pay it on time, as I didn’t have the reminder so now on top of what I owed I have to pay like 38 pounds charges for late payment, I am going to actually kill her.
Also, I have been mitherin the uni for months about me still not receiving my enrolment forms, as this is going to seriously fook up my student loan etc. They have sent me numerous copies, and even sent one by recorded delivery, which someone in my house has signed, but mother still tells me nothing has turned up. So I had a go at her for not sending me my mail and she goes and phones up uni, kicking off and my brother told me she was swearing at them (she has a filthy mouth, worse than mine, that’s where I learned it all from) so as you can imagine I was v. embarrassed by this shambles that I HAVE TO BY LAW call her mother. So yet again I had to have another go at her and then she was like “who on earth do you think you are talking to?” EEEEEEEErrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr excuse me mother who on earth do you think you are speaking to you tw*at.
Anyway, she eventually sends me a shit load of mail yesterday and I get my enrolment forms, that uni needed before the 6th of October I might hasten to add, and I get this letter: I note that an amount relating to unpaid tuition fees remains outstanding on your account. The facility for you to pay by instalments has now been removed and the whole amount is now due.
It is imperative that you contact the income section to discuss payment methods no later than the 24th of November 2006.
Failure to respond to this request may result in a Late Payment Charge being incurred and your registration for the current academic year being revoked.
If you are revoked, you will no longer be considered a student of the university and therefore will be excluded from attending lectures.
Can you believe it! I blame it all on mother as per usual everything is her fault, so now I have to spend a shit load of money phoning the UK money that I do not have, I hasten to add. Also I do not pay my fees, the LEA does as my mother is a single parent and my father abandoned me but I don’t blame him, I’m such a fookin loser at times, I would have abandoned me too. So they can get their facts straight, I owe them money, its not my fault the LEA hasn’t paid, although the LEA might only pay when they have confirmation that I have enrolled, but now I’m worried since I have enrolled so late will they even bother paying? THIS IS ALL MY MOTHERS FAULT THE COW. So have to spend my precious time and money sorting this out. I am actually going to physically kill her.
Oh and smelly boy was round again last night. I’m going to have to start having words with her about this as I’m paying half for food and he is round “eating” it every night. And he got all the leftovers from last nights tea for him and his friends so I’m going to tell her I will pay a third for the food or I might even suggest that I buy my own food as he is taking the leftovers for him and his friends, and I’m not being funny but this is not the first time it has happened.
I cooked shepherds pie from scratch last night, gravy and everything-from scratch- that’s right peeps, not just a pretty face I can cook as well- tell all your friends! Anyway it went down storm and smelly arse even ate two plates of it, I actually mean he ate, which is a first for him, and Sonia wants to invite all of her friends round so they can try it too, even I loved it! But this is why I’m pissed off; smelly arse got to take the leftovers! Why the fook, he needs to get a job and start paying for the food. See I don’t know why girls like Sonia find the unemployed attractive, I would much rather be with someone for their dinero!
Sorry I just have to note that fit auditor has bent over in front of me twice since I started writing this, and he has just seen what I have written so I hope he doesn’t understand English, although I don’t know at the minute he is smirking at me (“~) I hope he doesn’t realise I have been gawping at him, although he probably has as I am no way subtle about these things.
And the company that I work for has a factory full of men downstairs, ok the majority of them are old and mingers, especially colonel sanders (tell you more about him in a bit) but there are a few of the smouldering dark haired young ones who come and sit in my office sometimes, but I would never dream of speaking to them as I’m such a loser and they are far too cool for me L.
Anyway Colonel Sanders is a guy who looks like Colonel Sanders off KFC and he is always in my office- speaking Valencian (product of a backwards society) and he always asks everyday if I have a boyfriend and everyday he asks if I have a boyfriend and everyday I tell him no and then EVERYDAY he tells me he has a son who is also single and everyday I grit my teeth and smile (auditor is bent over yet again, I think he is loving this more than me! Although being bent over all the time sounds a bit homosexual!) Anyway colonel sanders was making fun of my paleness yet again so I was like yes you are very funny, I am white like paper as you pointed out, now please don’t mention it again. Realising that I was v. pissed off with him he then started telling me that he wasn’t tanned everywhere…….. and there were places where he was whiter than me ( I dread to think)then he just whipped it out and lobbed it on my desk! Eww and it was whiter than me and it was all hairy and covered in blue veins, I really did not know where to look. I just hope that he isn’t the type of man who wears shorts (well obviously not if the whiter shade of pale was anything to go by) as I don’t think anybody else should be subjected to that!
Sorry I keep writing these mini essays, if I put all this energy into writing my report then it would be happy days, but I have so much to say, everything is one drama after another, although I love my crazy life, and at least with me there is no boredom! (except in these essay things I write to you!) fortunately, at the minute I’m too busy watching auditor and talking to you peeps! Although I really should go. Oh and if anyone wants any perfume, there is a girl selling some really cheap in my work, I personally am about to purchase the jean paul gaultier one, its only 12 quid, so who cares if it is a fake, although I’m pretty sure they are the real thing and have been robbed from somewhere.
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