As of now I am getting sick of being in Canada.
Thats right. And yes you may call me a bitch and selfish and whatever else you'd like to throw at me. I don't really give to shits. I am home sick.
And why? Its not like I have some prince charming waiting for me to come home. No.
I have a stupid nineteen year old brother who likes to make me feel like shit.
I have a best friend who has the worst mood swings going. And oh yes I splendid job answering phones to look forward to :/.
The only good thing is I have my ID when I get back. But....I have no money.
I have had a good time here. I just don't like Canada. Its to quiet for me. I could never live there.
Liverpool is much better. Theres always something going on so that when I have a bad day I can just forget about it and concentrate on whatever going on.

My life summed up in a word right now. SHIT. I mean come on. No money. No boyfriend. I still miss my friggin ex from about a year ago and I have a bad stomach. My brother owes me money which I doubt ill see again even though I sorta need it. My best friend I am never going to see thanks to her boyfriend.
Yes I am a bitch. I couldn't care less right now.

True my auntie and uncle have been amazing while I have been here. Anything ive needed theyve sorted it out. And theyve let us stay with them which is cool.

But enough of ranting now. I am going off to try and play some poker. Not that I have the slightest clue how to play but ahh well.

LOL SMH. :)