Thursday, How I Loathe Thee

The trouble with Thursdays is I am a shattered mess by 5pm on Thursday. Yes, I have just one more day to get through, just mere hours till a blissful rest, and Friday’s always put me in the party spirit even if I have no plans…

But come 5pm on Thursday all I want to do is crawl into bed and just do nothing.

Doing stuff sucks.

I feel run down. I am having about 6 hours of sleep a night and I like a lot more. I just want to relax.

I have a half day tomorrow. Yes. I just have to struggle on a little longer.

I was out of it this morning. I had a tough day but it was less tough than last week.

I don’t get why some people act like being quiet is a major personality flaw.

I don’t get why people who ask for your help answer the phone whilst you’re talking to them.

But then out of my 10 most frequent contacts on my phone only 1 is a friend.

1 is a cinema.

1 is the sick line at my work.

1 is my dentist.

1 is my doctor.

2 are my boyfriend’s parent’s numbers.

1 is my aunt.

1 is my boyfriend.

and 1 is my mum.

There is no sound that strikes more fear into my heart then that of my phone’s ringtone.

I am considering deleting my facebook because I have logged in only 3 times this year.

I have always hated facebook.

I’m cold and there are wolves after me.