All weekend I was sleepy.
Then my BFF pointed out to me that i) I'm not an African, ii) I've never been to Africa and iii) I'm always like that- so this sleepiness bouts are not entirely new.
I slept alot.
On Saturday, I only wake up because I had an avoidable errand to run.
On Sunday, I stayed in bed for my hours- blinking my eyes and day-dreaming (9am-11.45am) until HM#1 came into my room (at 11.45am) asking me whether I was still up for revision at 12noon. And I said to her (from beneath the duvet): But it's not 12 yet.
Yet I'm still tired.
Differentials anyone?
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