Work was so busy today. I hurt all over. Soooo many heavy boxes of fruit lifted. o_O
It's almost gotten to the point where I want to sort of discourage customers from buying at our market, so I don't have to work quite so unbearably hard.
... That's not a particularly good thing, is it? Uh oh. Oh well. I'll just have to hang in there, I guess.
I should update this because it's been over 2 years since my last update.
Also, I really ought to change my name, too. I forgot I ever went by Silent Wind River (what was I thinking!? :lol: )
So... I should be finished uni... we'll get the results in soon so I can know for sure. But it's looking good.
I'm moving to East Sussex in with my boyfriend in February. Am excited to be playing English. I like it there. I feel at home. Even though I stick out like a sore thumb when I say si
Crannberry Juice is F***ing nasty.
I've tried to like it for so many years. Don't ask me why, because I couldn't tell you. It just feels like something I OUGHT to like.
But I don't. It makes me suck my own cheeks into my throat. Not good. I'm giving up, and am off to drink a delicious glass of apple juice.