美女, 和平, 鞋拔子

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Currently 3.2 degrees outside and I’m about to leave for a day of volunteering outside. I actually don’t mind that part but then it’s my friend’s 21st thing tonight which means instead of coming home to a hot shower and my pyjamas, I’m coming home to uncomfortable clothes and awkward socialising. (My friend is totally worth it, of course.)

it feels like every night i have to ask myself the same question: “do i want to not sleep tonight or do i want to take stilnox and sleep but feel incredibly blurry and hungover for ~2 hours in the morning?” 
after three nights of next to no sleep i’ve given in and taken one but i suspect i’ll regret it at 6am tomorrow. le sigh. major first world problem alert.