Stuff in the bedroom.
A very mismatched combination. I was just about to go to be, when my tum was grumbling real loud. So, naturally, I decided to fix a sandwich or something and try to study instead. But, not only did I not find anything worthwhile to make a sandwich with (not even cucumbers
), I didn't even manage to stay up for more than 15 minutes after that Paddington Bear's mug of milo.
In the middle of the night, my brother sleep-stole my pillow and then some time in the deep slumber that I had, I kicked my bolster off my bed and it ended up in the kitchen.
Woke up the next day, with a sore throat and a huge pain in the shoulders. Must have slept on that.
