a little, tired blog
It's the funnies thing out that I can only find motivation under a deadline, and only right before that deadline is up. I've always done it with my school and uni work. I gave myself a deadline to hand in my photography notes tomorrow, even though they're technically not due until next week, but I wanted to get them done. I did a whole heap yesterday, and a whole heap today, and I'll be waking up early to do it tomorrow before going to TAFE. I wanted to do it this way though. I wanted to get it done, and I've enjoyed doing it. I'm pretty much finished, I'm just too tired to finish it right now. I need sleep.
Work today was alright. Nothing out of the ordinary. Except that for a little while the topic of conversation was the bags under my eyes. One of the ladies commented that I looked tired, and I just said that I didn't get time to put make up on, so I always look that bad, not just because I'm tired. I'm always tired. My bags are really quite bad. They're blacky and red and they really stand out when I don't have make up on. So I decided to dose up on vitamins to the point of nearly overdosing on them (let's just see if I can get into that habit first) to make up for what I don't eat compared to what I should be eating, and to try to drink more water instead of other things, and to try anything else possible to get rid of these bags under my eyes. I've always had bags, just like I've always had depression. I just figured it was genetic, because Mum has them. I'm pretty sure Louise doesn't though. But the way I see it, I'm more like Mum than she is.
It stormed in the middle of the night last night. I woke up at about 12:30am and the rain was going sideways. And there was a tiny black out at some point during the night because the microwave said 0:00 when I got up and went downstairs this morning. I wish it stormed here more often. I really love storms. Today was a bit dreary, but I don't think it rained much. I don't know, I was inside all day.
I found out today that my store and Mark's store are both now open on New Years Day. I'm still undecided about that. I don't think many people will come shopping, because we never used to be open. It'll just be weird. I haven't decided if I want to work yet. 9am is a pretty decent starting time, and god knows I love my public holiday pay, but it's not on a contracted day, but I doubt many other people will put their hand up for it. I might though. Depending on if Shell does or not. They'd only need one smoke shop kid for ten hours.