Holy Frack!

Well, as people have probably gathered from my last blog, I didn't have a great weekend. Sunday it turned out I had to work all day. Which wasn't fun. On the bright side, I apparently get time and a half on Sunday, so I'm looking foward to pay day.

I haven't been able to sleep over the weekend either, despite exhaustion. Which was random. It was almost as if I was too tired to sleep!

So, coming back on Monday, I'm not feeling great. First two lessons are okay, and break rolls around. I run into Hol C, and she tells me 'bout this train wreck at the weekend. I never got around to seeing the news so I hadn't heard about it. She tells me how her mum was in it. Seven people died in that crash, and somehow luckily her mum survived completely unhurt. I was pretty much snapped back to reality, realising how little a tough weekend meant. Hol didn't seem too bothered, which was impressive. When I got home, I checked it out in the paper, and it looks like one helluva crash! I'm just glad her mum was okay.

So as usual I'm snapped back to reality by someone elses problem. Seems to happen alot. In fact, if ever anything gets me down someone suddenly has a more serious problem that always pulls me out of it. I'm lucky like that, means I end up worrying 'bout others and not myself. May not sound like a good thing, but it is in the long run.

Thank God Hol's mum was okay.

And yes "Felgercarb" and "Frack" are becoming my subsitute swear words.