What a damn mess today. March 25th 2024. Woke up early but stayed in bed late again. Had a turkey lettuce sandwich -- we had mayo. Binged Legend of Korra and didn't feel any drive whatsoever to do any work, other than a few MyLab exercises for Spanish. Bounced between Twitter and Tumblr and YouTube. Didn't work on Clods, no edits, nothing. Even coffee didn't help. Slight headache around 3:30 which definitely put any thoughts of work to the side. Made a banh mi sandwich with the leftover pork meat and pickles, had a couple tangerines for late lunch. Grabbed my laptop and tried to work on my history final in my bedroom just to change the scenery but I napped from 6:15 to 7:00 instead. I can't believe it. I just can't believe it. So now it is 12:08 as of this writing, I only got enough mental sharpness back around 11:15, and I did start to work on the second paragraph, but I am still very frustrated that of all the times -- fucking finals week -- my brain tries to hit me with a fast one. I don't know why days like these happen in the first place when I had enough sleep, and coffee, and felt fine. But I did very very little. Tomorrow is more promising.
"[Growing up] is hard and nobody understands." // https://www.homestuck.com/story/2391