Breakslow

Ah, Katimamornings.

I hate them.

I'm pretty normal though.

I think that a very normal thought to have in the morning when you're woken up by banging on your bedroom door is: "Oh god, let me throw something at them, let me find something blunt and heavy to THROW AT THEM".

I also hate it when D wakes up like five minutes before my personal alarm clock rings, and he's all like "Come on Gabe, time to get up. Slowpoke!".

I DESPISE it.

If he even lightly taps me to make me wake up one day, I swear, he is getting a Katimamorningpunch to the FACE.

Yeah, today's one of those mornings.

I haven't blogged very much in the mornings, and yes, I've just woken up, after being one of the last people to go to bed.

Ooh no I didn't sleep very well either, it was a -very- windy night, and I'm right beside the window in my room and it -whistles-. It was a bit scary, at about 4:30 am too.

Today is another day packed with stuff, we've been doing stuff every day for the past week since we don't work anymore.

A couple workshops today.

Our PL's birthday is today, and she's leaving for half of the day.

Ah, breakfast now, I hate breakfast, I never eat breakfast but since breakfast is a "group activity", I have to wake up and attend breakfast.

Grrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr.

I almost got a CTI for being a few minutes late for breakfast once. Mad.

I think I'll blog about my little Katimachristmas sometime, maybe, I'm never good at promising certain types of blogs.

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