For your slow Friday afternoon:
Now I know I just put the title as beauty goals but realistically I almost NEVER wear makeup. I don’t know why? Every once in awhile I’ll watch a YouTube tutorial and literally paint my face within an inch of my life but that is RARE. I think I’m just lazy. On a daily basis I wear my glasses so the most I’ll put on my face is lipstick and sunscreen on my face. On an ambitious day I’ll wear eyeliner, draw in my eyebrows and so much mascara that I see black all day, and if I’m dealing with a Mount Rushmore pimple I’ll pull out the tinted moisturizer and call it a day.
I guess what I’m trying to say is maybe I should try and wear more makeup? Maybe not. Either way I like the way it looks, its fun to play with different things. Bottom line is I shouldn’t be so lazy.
Also my shirt was see through yesterday.
The only thing I hate more than the senseless and heartless killing of dolphins off of the Japanese coast is my job. Hating your job is a full-time job, besides the job you have. It’s truly exhausting to spend 8 hours a day doing something you hate, and by doing something you hate I mean not doing anything at all. I didn’t spend four years in high school and another four years in college to deliver your mail for an hour in the morning and then sit around for another seven. I also did not spend [my parents did not spend] over $100,000 on my education just to I could make $10/hr and not be able to live on my own (and not be able to pay back my loans…sorry mom). I don’t mean to sound ungrateful because I know these days a job is hard to come by, but honestly. I REALLY hate my job.
So you’ve put out 20 or 85 resumes and you’ve finally heard back from someone! yay! It’s probably been so long that you’ve forgotten what companies you’ve applied to. You’re excited! Gone are the days of lounging around the house all day, watching all your favorite TV shows, eating endless amounts of Frosted Cheerios at 2:30 pm, and having casual lunches with friends at 4. Finally you’ve entered the real world, you have a bedtime, you have a desk, a computer, a phone, and if you’re lucky a time sheet. Then, after a week, you realize it sucks.
Working is terrible.
I hate waking up early, I hate answering the phone, I hate driving to work, I hate punching in on a time card, I hate having to smile at co-workers at 8:30 in the morning and I especially hate having to put on pants, every.single.day.
You think work life is filled with happy hours, flirting with co-workers, and cute work clothes. You’ll finally be able to save up enough money to buy that fabulous blazer from Zara or those casual nude pumps from Steve Madden, until you see your paycheck and realize that $10 an hour is actually $7 an hour….thank you, taxes.