Hard Work.

So I'm in my new job over a week now (I've just started a hairdressing apprenticeship), and boy is it tough. Both mentally and physically. I'm basically a glorified cleaner. I spend my days sweeping the floor, folding towels, making tea and shampooing hair. I start before 9, finish after 6, and usually only get one 10/15 minute break. My legs hurt, my back hurts but most of all my ego kind of hurts. I've worked so hard in my life, with school exams, putting myself through college, getting a first with my degree, working my way up in jobs and now when I'm just about to turn 25 (birthday this weekend!) I'm at the very bottom (again) and its tiring. Every morning when I'm getting up I have to remind myself of why I'm working so hard for so little money and why I'm doing mind numbing work when I'm capable of so much more. I want to be a hairdresser. I want a creative career and the chance to work for myself. It'll all be worth it in the end...It'll all be worth it in the end..It'll all be worth it in the end...keep repeating that every time I want to sit on the ground and cry.

I've also started doing the lotto. I don't need millions, just 10 and a half grand so I can go to hairdressing school instead of doing an apprenticeship. :P Wish me luck.

Maybe another 100euro on top of that to replace the two tops and dress I've managed to destroy with hair dye. :( I'm going to pennys tomorrow and buying a load of plain black cheap vest tops that I can ruin till my hearts content!

Here's some pictures of me wearing nice clothes that I haven't (yet) ruined.

And a bit of motivation

 xx