On The Brightside

I've been extremely productive this morning. I sleep like hell at the moment but actually managed to get 5 hours of blissful rest last night. Woke up at around 8AM and stared at the sun rising from below the rooftops (sometimes living on the 4th floor with windows facing east is quite the treat). Then decided to actually do something with my day, contrasting to yesterday's skipping class and doing jack shit.

So before noon I've done all the dishes I could find, my flatmates' included. I've done laundry enough to last me a week, cleaned out my cabinet in the kitchen, and thrown out nasty old milk from the fridge. All that crap you usually avoid. Now all I need is to fold up all the clean clothes currently occupying my chair. Which, no shit, is something I actually enjoy doing.

Otherwise... It's only Tuesday and I'm already longing for the weekend.