I thought it was a great idea to drop my morning classes for afternoon ones. Having time to get ready, eating a nutritious breakfast, studying each morning before class... what a life that would be, thought I. What happiness would be mine, I mused. What joy and satisfaction I would find in life once I wasn't rushed in the mornings, I declared.
FALSE.
Hey guys. I am slowly turning into a hermit. Its not cool. I apologize. There's this thing where its freezing cold outside and I sleep until 11 am everyday and eat breakfast at noon and STILL show up to my 1 pm class with wet hair. I am a hobo.
Sleep Schedule:
Midnight: Get ready for bed. Set alarm for 8 am, because I'm going to be at the library by 9!
1 am: Go to sleep.
8 am: Turn off alarm. I'm having an awesome dream!
9 am: Stagger out of bed. Get punched in the face with a feeling of death. Get back into warm bed.
10 am: Get out of bed and stumble towards the shower. Remember the frozen wasteland that is outside. Back to the haven of my covers! They never do me wrong.
11 am: Wake up again. Realize with disgust that I have been sleeping for ten hours. I'm so getting up. In ten minutes.
Noon: Get ready for the day.
I think a good swift kick to my head would do me wonders... any takers? If this goes on I'm going to turn into a thirty-year-old who never changes out of her pajamas and lives with eight cats and eats ramen for every meal.
I love myself so much right now.
That is all.
2 comments:
You sound like me! I have to have about 10 hours of sleep a night. And the winter is just making me worse. I hibernate like a champ.
Ewwww no one likes cats, you hobo!
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