Dream, Interrupted

I deeply value the days I get to sleep until I don't want to sleep anymore. Especially when Paul SETS A FUCKING ALARM ON YOUR SLEEPING-IN DAYS!. Apparently he doesn't understand that you can wake up naturally, especially when you get to bed at an early or decent hour the night before. Bah.

I'm gunna go do some homework now.

PS I'm not in a bad mood, although none of my recent posts have indicated otherwise. I think it's good to be me.