My alarm will be going off in less than 3 hours to wake me up so that I can go pretend to be cheerful to people as I give them their caffeine.
I will then have only enough time to come home, eat, write my paper proposal that I put off until the very last second possible, and then go to class for four hours in a freezing cold room and attempt to not fall asleep.
Tomorrow, all I will be able to think about is sleep.
Tonight? Not tired.
My body and my brain are not always in sync. It’s a bad bad thing.
Update: it’s 5am. How much do I hate my life right now…