Today was supposed to be day one of my first weekend off all year, and I got woken up at 5am by my aunt and uncle fighting. Apparently, my aunt decided to feed the cat, left the food bowl on the floor, and the dogs ate the cat food...which pissed off my uncle, and my aunt couldn't believe how quickly the dogs were able to do it all. Then, because I got woken up, I had to pee (of course). So I got up, went to the restroom, and spent a half hour trying to fall back asleep. I finally just took a sleep aid because I got sick of waiting to pass out. So not cool.
Right now I'm going through one of these phases where, no matter how tired I am, I can't fall asleep on my own. I think I just have too much on my mind. And the psychos are too loud.
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