Tired

Work has been eating away at what little social life I have left.

Four straight days of morning shift. Sunday was hectic. Constant stream of people.

I was on my toes the whole time, running, scanning, smiling and packing. Until my partner came, so he packed and I scanned. Which was better.

Now I am so used to saying, "Hi, good afternoon. Do you have a Robinsons card?"

I hope I won't say it when I meet my friends.

Hmm.

Anyways, 6 days of night shift before a morning shift on Monday, which is sadly, our last official day. Just gonna pack up the items and say goodbye before I will be jobless again.

So, I'm gonna search for a job again next week.

Oh, Taylor Swift won FREAKIN ALBUM OF THE FREAKIN YEAR!

Congrats! She won four Grammys in total, so she is certified, AWESOME.

Haha.

Oh, and she hugged Joe Jonas, whom she bumped into on the red carpet. Guess she doesn't hold any grudges against him. Which is good to see.

Peace out. Won't be blogging or sleeping right for the next few days. Hope I make it out alive.

Haha.

Stop being so melodramatic, Ain.

Pfft.