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I should be sleeping…but I guess that 4 hour nap threw me off.
I hope work ends really soon…I’m starting to get sick and tired of it…but it’s probably because a lot of times the time passes by so slowly.
This summer is in no way comparable to last summer. Then again, in all fairness, there is nothing in common between the both of them, except maybe those days of extreme boredom. I complain about being bored at home…but then I’m also bored at work…and perhaps that just makes me a boring person. I really need a hobby. Perhaps I’ll read Catch-22 since I bought the damn book.
I’m getting worried about my phone. I hope the lens does not get scratched. My hair now is also slightly shorter…but poofier. Upon further inspection it seems as though my hair is thinning…
I hope I begin to work less hours…I’m tired of 45-hour weeks. I would be pretty happy with my days off on Wednesday/Sunday and some Saturdays. I hate how things happen on some Saturday nights that I miss out if I work the night shift…but then night shift is so much easier than the day shift.
