the quote could not be any truer. the whole day was spent with me flopping around the house, bemoaning my lack of activites. the tv was hogged by my grandma, my lappie was being used by my sister as her lappie has decided to pack up its bag and go to hell and ayman was sleeping off the effects of his cough medicine.
so as my last resort, i laid on my bed and daydream. i hugged Redy and Skye and let my mind wander. after a few minutes, i was recognizing the symptoms of Mr. Sleep descending on me. i hated naps, like you all know. i should have gotten up and shake him off. but honestly, i couldnt see the point. if i got up, what the heck could i do? mopped around some more? so against my beliefs and my better judgement, i closed my eyes and curled my body. needless to say, i fell asleep.


so right now, my body aches and my eyes are still heavy with sleep. my mouth feels sandy and my nose is dry. i am even more tired than i was before. what to do now? im only using the lappie as my sister takes a break.
im getting worried over my 8 weeks. is everyday going to be like this?
omfg.

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