Filth.

Still being awake at 6am SUCKS.

I used to do it way too frequently. When I was first 18 and working I would go out most weekends and stay out until the sun was rising, then I'd wake up less than 3 hours later to go to work and I'd be fine to work all day. I cannot even fathom such behaviour now. I can still party of course, but I start to fail around the 2.30am mark. To think I would get up and work a mere 3 hours after falling into bed is insanity. Where did I find such energy?
Maybe I am getting old. Or maybe it was the fact I was still living at home and eating Mum's nutritious meals...

Anyway. Point is, it's 6am now and I haven't been to sleep, but this is because I have been pounding homework all night. My computer hasn't been working for a while (failed charger) So I've had to put off typing my assignments until I got money, to replace charger. Grrrrr.

But, the work got done. AND I am free to enjoy the company of my dad and brother, who arrive in Melbourne for a week tomorrow. Hooray!

Now, to promptly pass out. x