A new day....

[lithera]

It was amazing. I woke up this morning and I wasn't tired. I don't think that's happened in weeks. Yeah! It makes me happy. The caffine might make me faintly hyper as opposed to just keeping me awake. This is a good thing.

How are your days?

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oh the angst

[leiden.livejournal.com]

How are my days? Lets just describe the mornings shall we?

I wake up to the bleating sound of my alarm, crying like some dying lamb. So I do exactly what I'd do to a dying lamb that awakes me from my rest, I hit it on the head really really hard. After having silenced it in a like manner some 15 times I am invariably risen from bed to go pick up Richard so we can go to the college chanting masochistic hymns. I spend class time desperately trying to fall asleep but the chairs have been cleverly crafted in such a way that a person standing 6'3" with a large frame is incapable of passing out on them. This is how my mornings go Monday-Friday.

As it was said while leaving class today: "Who the fuck thought up mornings anyway." To which I replied, "Yeah, and that damn sun too."

Re: oh the angst

[lithera.livejournal.com]

I don't mind the sun, I've discovered so much as I mind the heat. Heat is bad. I melt. That's bad too. I actually kind of enjoy cool, crisp sunny days.

You see, dear, you're not supposed to sleep in class, thus the annoyance of the chairs. It's still possible though.