I like when the birds sing. Except when they do so during my yet another unexpected insomnia session. Or when they wake me up from a rare good sleep. Currently, the former is happening.

I really should skip tomorrow's (haha) classes, but I really should go.

The fact that I went to bed in the proper time makes it the worst.

3 hrs 46 min till the alarm. That means I laid for 4 hours already. Could've read a book as well, instead of doing nothing.