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.
