growing up and growing old.

emma's 20 today.

i now know that my birthday is closing in too.

i dont wanna ever be 20. i think i can handle 21, 22 etc.

but 20. does that mean i have to grow up?

i know ive moved out and im independent, but it doesnt mean i have to grow up

surely?

:(

and once again im at work. sitting at the bar updating my blog

doesnt say much about the pub. its paying out more in wages than its earning.

im bored fuckless.

and i finish at 8. only to start at indiependence at 11 until 3am. bad times.

i cannot be bothered. i know i'll enjoy it when i get there.

but im just so tired.

and im back behind this bar for 2 hours tomorrow. wtf? i need sleeeeeeeep.

i dunno whats going on anymore. i wish things could be easier..