The beginning of the blogging experience

Well here it starts, a revolutionary thing.....

I woke up this mornin to a BlackBerry messenger message from my friend Tayo with the URL for his blog, I first thought wats this about??? should I really take time to look at this which could possibly be a waste of my sweet and precious time, but then I thought OK lemme take a glipse.... I had a read through and thought this is interestin, abit like a DJ's page promotin raves n stuff at times but the whole concept was interestin, giving an insight of day to day things that I get up to could be a good way of showing people why I behave the way I do and why I have the views that I do about life...

You should know all this if you are my friend but......
Im 21, female, 5'5 from South-east London and a lover of life as much of a struggle and strife it may be. I try to get the most out of life thats y u wud catch me at most of the events taking place, seeming like a party gal or a hype chick, NO im jus living life to the max.

I'll start my blog from talking about today 22nd Sep....
I had an easy morning, woke up nice and late, and lazied around, watchin the usual's Jeremy Kyle, Trisha and Judge Judy. Then a nutricious breakfast of Special K, they say 2bowls a day and lose 2stone in 2weeks, haven't figured out if it only works if you dont eat anything else in between but i feel cheated.
Went to work, Coral Racing, if you are not aware wat this is thats good coz it shows your lack of interest for joints for greedy people, if I have offended any regular visitors to bookies sorry but they are places for either jobless and bored people (I knw this coz they r there all day), caribbean's (I have concluded it's part of their culture because 90% of customers are of caribbean descent) and westernised african's (These guys ALWAYS think they will win and hype you wen they dnt calling you a wizard).
Work was work today like every other day,my start time was 3pm and left I my hse at 2.55 for a 20minute journey to Catford, I kinda expectd to be on time but I obviously was not, I drove past the shop saw Harry sitting at the desk (An asian dude, he's kinda cool but he thinks black people rule de world so he over begs it with me) so I think its 3.30pm, im going Mcdonalds mate, after with minimal knowledge of muu-kuu land Catford I go in the hunt for a parking space with no success I resort to parking 5miles down the road past the train station and all the bus stops, I walk back and im tired after 3 minutes, I think "Jeez I love my motor".
I arrive at the shop sit at my till and think for goodness sake here we go again, a shop full a crazy people, a paralympics coach who repeats his sentence's 6times, a woman with a moustache thicker than Bin Laden's who has clearly no knowledge of the invention of the bra with tits touching her knees and the usual suspects, the caribbeans. Harry changes the T.V from The Hits channel to MTV Base straight away and the road of Harry showing me how much he loves black people and our culture begins, he sings along to Chris Brown and Tpain"Kiss Kiss", for the next 4 hours I start to hate even my favourite songs with the commentary and narration of how much he loves the videos, songs, clothes and in his words "bangin le-dees" (ladies) im guessing. Well I ride it out, its 8pm I look as bored as hell, Harry asks if I wana go home im like "YEAH".
8.15 YES!!! im out 1hr 30 mins before finishing time, one of the many perks of working at Coral Racing including, setting your own long breaks, sitting on your bum for your whole shift, free shop phone, usage of your mobile phone, the ability to call your customers "fucking wankers " with encouragement from management, bottomless tea, coffee and hot chocolate, free stationary and also 4 weeks holiday. As much as I hate the place I love it more.

This blog has been 70% about Coral because as you will gain to know, I literally live there, the only thing I do at home is sleep.