Sundays are wank

Sundays are so fooking depressing. I've got a shit load of cleaning to do in a minute. I think I actually enjoy cleaning sometimes though, because i've been cleaning half of the whole house every Sunday for a about two years now i'm used to it. I'd be lost without my cleaning! Haha okay well not quite lost.
I'm going to my Dad's later, which is what I do every Sunday now. My parents go away to Wales for Saturday and Sunday: on Saturday I have people stay over and we usually get pissed, and on Sunday I go and stay at my Dad's and get a roast dinner. I hate being in my house on my own, this is mainly due to the fact it's haunted.
I had an interview at BHS on Friday, I thought it went really well but they haven't rung me back yet so I'm thinking maybe I haven't got it. I'm so sick of looking for a job, I must have applied for atleast 15 different places. It's absolute wank, I don't have any money.
Watched the Descent last night, it wasn't that scary for me as i've already seen at the cinema, however my mates were cacking themeselves hahaha. It is proper brutal.
Really need to get a fucking job.

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