So today, my boss was on holiday. So I was stuck with the other boss. Who is new and I don't particularly like her.

And I do a lot of things at the bank. Although I'm technically a cashier, I rarely ever do that. I'm usually doing some admin or something. Though today I also has to be a meet and greet sort of person who deals with requests and queries.

So today the other boss set me this task of rather simply ringing up the morgage department, which is based overseas. And get them to fax me a morgage agreement. So after 4 rather angry phonecalls to them and many promises on their behalf to send me this fax. I got a fax, which was incorrect and then spent another 5 phonecalls trying to get them re-ammend it and sent it me. And ending up me trekking over to the other branch in the city centre as they decided they couldn't send it to my fax, even though they had two hours earlier.

But there we go. And how did that lovely boss reward my hard work and dedication? She sent me out into the banking hall. To be a receptionist. Which I am useless at. So 10 minutes later I'm standing there, like a lemon and a customer sitting on the sofa winks at me. I told the girl I was with and we made a bit of a joke about it. And then a few minutes later she moves away to talk to a customer and he comes up to me, and grabs my hair, which is covering my name badge and moves it behind my shoulder and says "Laura Cairns" and I can smell the alcohol on his breath and I realise he's drunk. And he goes and sits back down. I decide that I'm not going to take that so I went to tell my manager, who told me to sit down while she got someone else to deal with him so we could get him out of the branch as soon as possible. So I sit there for a few minute, slightly shaky. I've never had anything like that happen there in almost two years of me working there. Although I usually do sit behind a nice and safe thick pane of glass. So then she tells to get up and go back to where I was. And I do, and about 60 seconds later, he gets up to go out the bank and he comes up to me again and touches my shoulder and says "bye"

It really got me freaked out.

But I got to leave 40 minutes early as I only had a 20 minute lunch as I was chasing that damn fax. Which was pretty good.

To put it bluntly, recently I've been very depressed. But there we go, just another cliche 18-year-old most people would think. I hope I'm not just another of those cliches, I've tried my whole life to be myself, no matter how much that singles me out from others. Now I'm just trying to find out who I am. I know that parts cliche, everyone goes through this round about now.

A slight introduction to my life. I'm currently studying A level Biology and Chemistry. And AS ICT, which seems to be more work than both my A2 levels out together. These are stressful and difficult, no matter what image the media portrays. These damn things are nearly sending me to breaking point.

Coupled with the stress of trying to find a university. As I desperately want to move out next year and have a change of scenery, and a change of faces instead seeing the same ones day in day out for 6 and a half years.

As to what doesn't stress me. My boyfriend, and my friends. They are who and what I live for. They are the people who care about me and people I can rely on, and people who rely on me. Athough I claim my life won't be complete until I have a friend who is exactly like Gok Wan, its a lie. I do love my friends. Although next year they will all be gone. Except hopefully my boyfriend. Although for my friends, 2 are going on gap years, one might be moving to Cornwall and then the rest will be going to universities dotted around England and Wales. Which is a bit rubbish really, as I now really need to go to university this year, else I'll be left behind.

Its because I'm only doing 2 A levels. I was going to do 3 but I got an E in AS maths and well. Working that hard at something and only getting the lowest actual grade for it. It hardly seemed worth it.

So my personal life seems ok, when I have one and am not just stuck in my room like some sort of recluse. I live around 10 miles away from most of my friend and I can't drive yet. So I can't see them in the evenings. I hate getting the bus by myself at night time.

But yes. Enough of that. Lets talk about today. Today was a pretty good day as Tuesdays go. Got up, went to college. Did ICT lessons, skipped biology and went to Dan's, as he was poorly and off work so I decided to go look after him as him mum is on holiday. He's 20. He really should be able to look after himself. But yeah... I look after him. I like to look after people.

So I went round and we chilled out for a few hours. Watched the nonsense commonly known as daytime-TV, had a nap, went to Tescos, had dinner and then got shouted at by Dans younger brother Scott. For making fun of James, who is his 13 and his youngest brother. Even though James pokes fun of me constantly, and I never retalliate. And the one time I say anything to James and I get shouted at. I didn't stick up for myself. I didn't want to cause a scene and I do really want Dans family to like me. I mean I think they do. I've been with Dan for over a year now. And I do really make an effort. This just really pissed me off is all.