Let me start off with confessing that the title of this blog entry pretty much covers the essence of my non-weekday life these past nineteen years. Today, i slept so late that i forfeited my right to make any plans for the day. In reality, the plans i would have made are limited, really all i needed to do was go to the post office and post a few things, you know, christmas presents and cards and things of the like, but, having slept past when the post office closes, this is going to have to roll over onto another day, albeit, this doesn't really bother me a whole lot, because, day to day, i don't do an awful lot of things.
I admit that my moral compass doesn't always point north, but, i realise that things have to change. Sleeping all day and waking up after the sunset without any good reason, is probably above and beyond the call of duty of any teenager, and so, in light of this and with the new year coming up, a year that will see me into the end of my teenage life and because i accidently made a blogspot whilst trying to follow someone else's, i've decided to use this blogspot as a daily, sort of, to do list, to help introduce rigid structure into my life during the winter holiday whilst University isn't in session.
This goes along with my plan to eat more fresh fruit and vegetables, reorder my sleep pattern, revise more and generally sort my life out a little bit.
As it's nearing midnight, you'd think it's pretty pointless to start this now, but, if we think about it. i woke up at 6pm, i've only been awake for about five hours. So, at least for tonight, even if it's the last night i do so, i'll probably be up into the small hours of the night.
You'll hear from me tomorrow, not so bright, but probably at what i consider to be the butt-crack of dawn.