this is more or less a personal rant, but i'm sure many people can still relate. I HATE WORKING IN THE MORNING. working in the afternoons 3 - 11 (or 4 - 11 after school) is actually fun because everyone's so chill. i hate it and dread it on my way there, but once i get onto the floor i actually don't mind it. but days where i have to work 6am - 2pm make me want to start world war fucking three. tonight (friday) i have to work 4 - 11, the very next day i have to work 6am - 2pm. so basically, i get off at 11, buy something to eat and go home. i get home around 11:30 and go on the internet machine for half an hour when suddenly it's 12:30 or 1:00 in the morning. i then start calculating. "alright. i work at 6:00, have to leave at 5:30, i need to shower and do my makeup and put on my uniform and other rainbolic* things, so i should wake up at about 4:00 in the morning. so it's 1:00, and i have to wake up in 3 hours to work an 8 hour shift in the morning at the busiest store in town in the morning." so then i shut down my laptop, and roll over to go to sleep. which is usually when i decide to be more restless and energetic than ever. next thing i know i'm crashed and it's 5:30 and my father is yelling at me to wake up because my phone alarm and my alarm failed to do the one job they were required to do. i'll put money on those events. i should probably just pull an all nighter and chug back massive amounts of coffee. anyway. that's my rant of hatred towards the morning time. RRRRRAGHRRR. i hate mornings. i hate work. i DESPISE working in the mornings. but you know, that's just me.

* rainbolic = something of the wonderful-osity of a rainbow. ex: cheesecake is rainbolic with a side of magical unicorns.

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