I really hate Mondays.
Like I said, I woke up around 1, which I thought would be fine, but for some reason unbeknown to myself, it severely threw off my sleep schedule.
I'm usually up until 3 at the latest, but I didn't get to sleep until 5-fucking-30.
I woke up at 12 and it is
I really don't know what I've been doing for these past 40 minutes.
God, I'm out of it.
I have class until 9:20 tonight, so we'll see how that goes.
I might just buy a huge vanilla iced coffee again.
That seemed to work well.
Chipotle for dinner?
I'm thinking yes.