tired doesn’t even explain how I feel right now. Been working almost 14 hour shifts at work. I don’t know how much longer I can do this,but gotta push through and do it. Not complaining that I hate work. I love it. Met some awesome people and also a few of my good friends work there with me,but just the hours. I need a few days off to pull myself together. Restless is the word. There we go.
Even though I’m not great at it, or I don’t really succeed in cheering up a person. I still try. I hate seeing people down, so I will probably throw a few jokes at you. I’ll be there for a hug or what not. Lol, I’ll do anything, just cheer up.
After this weekend it has been established that me and my friends are not human. We are fatasses. It’s not even funny how much we eat and after like an hour we’re talking about food again. The sad thing is we don’t regret any of it either.