I already heard my parents’ alarm clocks buzzing and ringing (when they’re not supposed to, I mean it’s Saturday) and here I am still awake. I have the WORST insomnia. And it’s just not insomnia, but it’s basically the will to sleep. I feel like I’m missing out on so many things if I sleep during the night and I don’t mind sleeping during the day. What is wrong with me? Is this the universe’s way of telling me that my future lies on working on a job that involves having a graveyard shift? Hopefully it’s a cool job, like a manager of a club or something.
I don’t know what I’m gonna do this weekend. Hopefully something a little bit eventful. I don’t mind with who. I seriously miss my friends. Everyone’s gone. It’s just me and bff left, which I am GREATLY THANKFUL for because what would I do without her.. I miss my girls so bad. I miss the random Saturday hangs and the shisha nights and the sleepovers. I wonder when we’ll be able to do all of that again..
If there’s one thing I hate it’s missing people. It’s probably one of the worst feelings in the world.