Our sad sad lives. Or maybe just mine.

You know what sucks? When you're somewhere feeling really tired, but when you arrive home, you go on facebook and the tiredness goes away. It just disappears. Then you try and sleep and you can't, because somehow facebook just fooled your body into thinking you had more energy than you really did. And then when you finally sleep, you are sure to sleep in the next morning (or later on that day).

On the off chance that you actually get up on time, you do that thing where you keeping snoozing your alarm for like, an hour. In that hour, you didn't get a satisfying amount of sleep, because you never had enough time to drift off into a nice deep slumber. It's just 5 minutes of almost being fully asleep, followed by your alarm. Over and over again.

Then, when you finaly get out of bed, you think you should check your facebook page to see all the updates you got while you were away from the computer. But any happiness is extinguished because you only have one notification. It was someone commenting on some picture that you once commented on, and now you get notified every time someone else comments on it. And it's one of those famous pictures that has a gajillion comments, so this happens every day. And you fall for it every time.

You consider writing a status. But the last 5 statuses you wrote didn't get any comments or likes at all, and it's starting to make your page look ridiculously empty. Just you writing heaps of things no one cares about or reads. Kinda like a blog (ouch. self ownage.). That brings you down a little, but it's okay, coffee should cheer you up. It always does.

Replace every time I've said "you" in this post with "I". Because that's pretty much the end and beginning of a lot of my days these days. Days these days. That sounds funny.

Days these days.