Merry Christmas, Everyone

So it's currently 11.37pm on Christmas eve and i'm sitting in a pub with my boyfriend and friends enjoying a captain Morgan's and coke and suddenly had the urge to write a post.
I haven't had much time to write lately due to working in retail, but hopefully once I get use to it I will get back into the swing of blogging along side work.
When I started this year I had just left a company that turned out to be a bunch of cowboys and two weeks later I landed my dream job, working in a top salon in London. I started this job on high with a feeling all my hopes and dreams (read: hard work) had finally come true and in the back of my mind was that in a couple of years I could start apply for my ultimate dream; to live and work in Australia indefinitely.
The job went off with a bang with the best pay packet I had ever taken home, free training to make me better at what I love and a beautiful salon. I was eager to please and lapped it up every time they asked me to work at no extra cost other than the hope of extra commission.
Those extra hours turned into months of 13 hour days plus travelling, no lunch breaks other than the occasional fag break if I had the time invetweeners clients. This wore me down to point that I had no life. I lived to work until I collapse one night and ended up in hospital with exhaustion. I came out of hospital at 2pm Friday and was back at work at 7.50am on Saturday. Three days later I quit.
I vowed never to work in hairdressing. A job doing something I lived so much had put me off for life. After a stint of interning at PR companies I couldn't live without pat any more and landed a job in retail. But that job is not set in stone due to the current economical climate. But after a lot tears, thoughts and dreams, I've decided to apply to go back to college to do a nvq level 3 in hairdressing. It's all I know. It's all I have experience in. It's all I'm good at, and most of all, its all I love.
So, cheers. Merry Christmas. I hope you get everything you want for Christmas and more. I'm hoping Santa will make me happy, with a good job and the promise I get into college. Cause if that happens, all my dreams will come true, and I hope yours do too.
P.s. I am out drinking so apologize for any spelling/grammar mistakes!
"believe in yourself"