It’s like 7 am, and I’ve already decided that I’m going to be late for work and also I will not be in class tonight. Usually I would agree with you that that is really lazy, however, I only slept three hours last night. And three is not the magic number, three is a headache and a muscle ache and all kinds of other owwies.
It’s my fault this time, though, and to be honest it’s almost worth it.
You know those moments in life where you are so happy and everything seems so perfect, and for once, the stars have aligned in your favor and the sun is permanently shining and you almost cry because you had forgotten that life could be that good? Well, that’s how I felt last night. And I didn’t go to bed until about four in the morning, even though I was tired. I think I just wanted to feel that way forever, and I was afraid that if I went to bed, that feeling would go away. And it kind of has, unfortunately. Hopefully it’ll come back after my coffee kicks in.
And now I get to write a paper. Bitchin. *yawn*
Secretly Stephie 