seven in the morning

so it's 7:01 AM. i have no idea why i'm still up. no, mind you, i didn't wake up, i stayed up. those who know me quite well would know i am very well capable of doing that. so yes. it's 7:04 AM, and i am awake.

the birds are beginning to churp annoyingly already. i am contemplating whether to stay up, go to classes, and then sleep until dinner. even if i sleep right now until 11 o'clock for my first class, i would take that afternoon nap anyway. might as well do some work now. and plus, if i stay up, i might even go to breakfast, and i never go to breakfast. people who know me eating breakfast would gawk at me if i enter the dining hall for some bagels and muffins. ahh, a cup of hot coffee and some muffins would be so nice...

but who am i kidding? i'm probably going to go to sleep. i would have four hours of sleep. then i would go to class. then i would probably doze. and then feel terrible afterwards. so typical of me. and the week begins.

it's been a bad, unproductive weekend. i was floating, unable to allow my feet to touch the earth, burnt out. i hate feeling burnt out. ugh. but i have four more weeks of classes, and i cannot stay burnt out. the show must go on. oui.

it's 7:14 AM.
i am going to......
i have no idea.

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