Meh.

Today has been one of those days where I've worn pajamas all day and I've just don't know what to do with myself and I feel as though it's a Sunday thing. During the week, I have school to occupy me and make me feel productive and worthwhile. Saturday I usually work, and yet again, I have tasks to accomplish and a sense of usefulness. But, Sunday is brutal.

Sunday makes me feel guilty for not getting more work done. Which is a shame, really. Because I'm not going to get work done anyway so I might as well enjoy my free time guilt-free. Sunday is the worst day of the week.

But, in a way today has not been completely useless. I have come to the realization that there are a lot of personalities that I do not get along with well at all. And I've come to realize that I cannot stand extremely cocky guys. I do not understand the point in picking pointless fights with other guys you don't know. Get over yourself, you fucking asshole.

This is not exactly related (well yes it is, but anyhow), I don't understand when guys in their 20s drink so much that they throw-up while being semiconscious. I feel as though by this point in the game you should know how much you can drink to be able to be wasted without having to throw-up. It's not that hard.

This post was scatterbrained and a little rant-y for my likings, and for that, my apologies.