It's Monday, Monday, blah blah blah I'm friggin' tired lemme go back to sleep x.x

That's basically how I would've felt if I had even HAD any sleep last night. My day: overall crap. I went to bed last night expecting another great, fun-filled sleep. With my Fluttershy plushie in my arms and the perfect comfy position achieved, I went on the journey for sleep. HAH funny story. I couldn't sleep at all. I went to bed at around 10:30-ish and I lied awake until 1 or so in the morning. Every sound was amplified, I could feel every wrinkle in my bed sheet, and my cat kept on pawing at my door trying to get in. I eventually let him in so he'd stop the awful racket, but all he did was assault me with love and his over 20 pounds of cat girth. He's a hefty kitty. I think I may have fallen asleep at around 2 AM. Keep in mind I'm a high school student who has trimester finals this week. I woke up at 3:14 AM (I remember because I checked my phone to see how late/early it was) and I couldn't go back to sleep. I decided to roll with it and I took the school bus at 7 (it came 10 minutes late for no reason. It was only snowing...). As it turned out, I had 3 tests, 1 final, and 2 essays to hand in. Somehow, some way, I survived all of that with only 1 hour of sleep.

Now I'm feeling better. It's 7 PM, I made myself a whole thin crust pizza, and I'm about to pig out because I'm hungry

Stay classy.