Hello folks. Happy Memorial Day.

This is me trying to be cute. Collarbones out and everything. Hairs a mess, any skilled beauty professional out there care to give me a haircut and make me beautiful?

Camwhoreage pic of the day-

BLURRRB: I don’t like my hair today. I was thinking of adjusting my angle for the picture, but eh, you know must work it to the best suitable angle. 

Just got back from work not too long ago, but as far as easing in to the way things work around there, I’m loving and learning it. A new experience and new skills to obtain, and it’s quite exciting. My Manager is real easy going. She has been having me work the busy days in the hotel operation so I can see first hand what it is like.

I felt so stupid coming in today because I wasn’t aware of the time clock operating 5 minutes ahead, so technically I was late. I never have used that kind of system before. It caught me off guard, so at least I know now as far as punctuality is concerned. 

Still getting used to the rooms the hotel offers so I can be more suggestive with selling. My manager wants me to slowly ease into the process of knowing everything. So she just wants me to answer phones and do the simple things, as I slowly move into the complexities of checking in guests.

This is the face I make when I’m amused by something.

My hair is finally growing. I love the texture when it’s grown out, and has passed the awkward stage.

Good Morning.

Seize the new day.

Gimme a doughnut and you’ll see this simple form of food happiness on my face. Too bad they didn’t have donuts with sprinkles.

Just smile it off. All the fear, uncertainty, and emptiness.