For the past two nites I dreamt of work. In my first dream I saw the pier n in the second, I saw myself asking a guest to scan his wristband. AHHHHHHHHHHHH. Thiz has to stop.
Work was fine todae. No nasty guests at least. I hesitated to type thiz becoz somehow I haf the feeling if I typed thiz I wld probably meet wif some real nasty guests tmr.
Gonna move house on Monday morn. Nothing packed yet. Typical of Iris. Letz get all panicky on Sunday nite.
Another full day at work tmr. No fretz though. My stamina iz damn good now. Aniwaez, my arms haf grown more toned. Itz quite scary becoz now I dun even haf to gek4 b4 I c a little mousey. I m hoping my legs will be slimmer too.
Turning in. Good nitey world.
I dun wanna dream of Morey's Piers. Being there for 12 hrs a day iz quite enuf, therez no need for more.
I am Missy Rissy.
I believe in living the world, n living your worth.
I want to be happy more than anything else.
I want to be who I am.
I am who I am.
