A Need for Naps

Yesterday my body rebelled. It made me sleep through my alarm. My alarm was going off for an hour and a half, every ten minutes. My family didn't think to wake me up. Unlike on birthdays, when everyone is dragged up half an hour early to go and sing happy birthday to the victim until they wake up. Point is, I was not awoken.

When I finally wake up, I'm head-achy, a little feverish and in quite abit of muscle pain. I had to take the day off. I slept for most of the day, but in the afternoon, I redrafted my maths coursework, re-emailed an English essay, started redrafting the 4,000 word essay from hell and read some of a book I needed to look at for English. Then I slept some more. Due to all this sleeping, my need for nap has returned and I doubt I'll be conscious long.

Today was pretty cool: English was relaxing, year sevens were fun, economics was a doss, maths was cancelled and there was a small fire at school, so German was cancelled too. I spent the remainder of my afternoon with Sara. Living proof that exes can be friends; tinsel, inability to speak, pie boobs and not getting on buses included.