Nocturnal Living.

So for the past five days ive been doing the night shift at Waitrose supermarket for the Christmas season. Working from 10.30pm til 7.30am doesnt sound too pleasing but ive enjoyed it more than I thought was possible. Apart from when i got home today. Its saturday! my first day of my two days off and ive only seen the past hour of it. This nocturnal shit is messing me up and depriving me of the very few hours I can actually absorb some natural sunlight. Yeah ok so I have ‘yey saturday night out…to the pub’ expect im back home to a town where its nearly £3.50 a pint and nothing stays open past 3am. No offence to my home and my friends here (if anyone wishes to txt me please do) but I miss my university home already…BRING ON £1 A PINT IN THE NEW YEAR!!!

though i do wish to drink less this year, shhh!