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6PM.
Well what a shoddy few weeks this has been!
I got a call on Monday from Sharron at work saying to come in on the Tuesday for a 'meeting'. I arrived - "Do you know why i've called you in, Emma?", "No", "You've no idea at all?", "No.." - Smarmy facking twat! Anyway, i've got THE SACK!! because i had 2 days off work last week and i missed the staff meeting. "I was in hospital suffering a miscarriage, Sharron!!" Apparently i should've told her this before, as i jus rang in sick, but i didn't realise that people shouted they're having a miscarriage from the rooftops.. ? DIRTY BITCH.
Jus as it's coming up to Christmas too - i don't FACKING believe it!
Life can't get any worse, can it?
All i can think about is our little baby, that's he's gone, and he isn't coming back ): SHANE is looking after me more so now - it's brought us closer i think. But i'd rather be how we was & still have our little one. ): I'm more irate with myself for considering having a termination jus for the sake of keeping my job - and i've lost it anyway!!
Tonight still.. Shane's popped out for a few. He'll be back soon. Hopefully he'll wait 'til the Soaps've finished 'cos i can't be doing with him flicking them off as soon as he gets in. Ha! My televee night in. I'll treat myself out tomorro i think - IT'S DESERVED!
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