Suckfest

At the moment I can't help but think that my life kind of sucks. I mean all I seem to do is go to work and go on facebook or msn to see if my boyfriend is online...which he generally isn't.
I'm glad I have a job, purely because I get money from it, I borderline hate my job and it's only been like, 3/4 months. I find it hard to care about a job where I basically clean up after people who generally smell like they ought to have maybe used the complimentary shower gel and shampoo/conditioner. And I know, I know that many would be glad of £6 an hour, but unfortunately it's taking over my life. I get 2 days off a week and to be honest, after I've had my glorious lie-in the day is mostly gone and there's nothing I can do about it. And then the next day I go back to my place of work which is filled with people bitching about other people who work there, usually at like 8am; and to be honest, who even functions at that time in the morning?


I know dragging myself out of bed at 7am shouldn't really be such a pain, but it's just everything is so so mundane. Every room has sort of merged into one and I just feel like I'm wandering around for most of the day behaving like a robot, just allowing herself to be ordered around. 


And yes, I've always been a pushover.


I'm becoming increasingly nervous about tomorrow night. Clubbing in Plymouth. I've never been to a club before beyond our safe little college party. Clubbing with a bunch of people who don't know when to stop. Hmm, I'm not much of a drinker, and I don't know how this group of people is going to take that. They like to drink until they have no idea what they're doing, and I just think that's kind of pathetic.


You know when people are all like:
1: Good night last night?
2: I dunno, it must have been good, I can't remember it!


I just think that's just sad. Why have a 'good' time if you can't even remember it afterwards? Why bother doing something that will just ultimately make you feel like you want to die? Sadly not many people follow my view as I see my friends and everyone else my age going out and getting absolutely hammered when I can't help but look on in pity. As snobbish as that sounds :P


In other news, I go to Portugal in 6 days! WOOOOOOO I can't wait! I get to see a certain someone for days and days and days :D 


Best.
Week.
EVER!


I'm about ready for a nap...friday night. How the hell am I going to get through tomorrow?