On waking up late...

So I woke up at 3:51. That's bizarre. Because I actually thought it was earlier...like 2 o'clock or something. And I had a weird dream. It was more sad. Well not sad sad. But I was even outcast in my dreams! Is it enough that I feel like a loser now, I have to feel like a loser even in my dreams. The feeling must have carried over or something. Outrageous.

I guess I'm hungry because my stomach is making noises...but it's four...I might spoil my dinner. Hah. Well, I'm pretty sure this is unhealthy. I resolve to fix my sleep cycle. Because it's all out of whack. See...this is how I spend my break. It's counterproductive. ARGH. Today...uhm...I think Brenda's coming to town. So if they call me, I'm going. But first I want some eggrolls. Man.

So I don't know...I just woke up. And everytime I wake up I feel like crap. And today is no different.