This should be a short one: Managed to drag my ass outta bed at noon for work at 2pm.. Left Julians and got my usual Backwich Santa Fe and decided to eat on the way to save time.. Buuuuuuut.. Got on the bus, sat down.. took a bite of my delicious backwich and next thing I know.. everyone on the bus is staring at me and the driver is shouting down his tannoid at someone on the bus.. OH ME????!!!!! I had nooo idea, but he was saying, "oi, no food on the bus, put it away.. excuse me, put it away.. now" Embarrassing? Um, yeah, a little.
Next a sweet little boy sat across from me and began talking German.. He was saying something like, "oh, Backwich Santa Fe, Ja? Ohh, gut, gut, tomatoes, Ja, Ja? Mmmmm" - I think maybe hes more of a fan than me :) He kept on talking, but from then I smiled and nodded.. I had nooooo idea what the boy was saying..
Work was soooooooooooooooooooooooo pants, for some reason, I wasnt feeling it. Usually im running around like a headless chicken, but today, even with the usual 30 stags I seem to get every Saturday Afternoon, I had no energy. I reeally just wanted to go home and chill out.. I managed to get away for 7pm, but what a loooong 5 hour shift it seemed to be. The last hour was a little better when a group of Germans came in and took a table in the back: they were playing some singing game and when I brought them their Guiness, one guy took my hand and sang, "You arrrrreeeee my sunshineeeeeeeee, my only sunshine, you make me happppyyy when skies are greeeyyy" It put a little smile of my face after a boring old shift! Just as I was leaving the same guy was standing on one of our bar stools singing to the entire pub.. probably an interesting evening at Finnigans.
I got home and had planned this reeeeally nice pampering night for myself (the first one in what feels like months) then maybee heading to the Kiez afterwards with work buds. But I picked up some food, jumped in for a shower -managed to give myself a facial and then checked some emails. Next thing I know.. Im thinking to myself: oh maybe il rest my head for a few minutes.. this was at 11pm, and at 2:30am I woke up feeling a little disorientated. I put on some music and perked up a little, then ended up staying up til 5am blogging etc. Got a nice wake up call from a certian wassted boy on the Kiez at 7am and stayed up til 8am. Feel asleep again and at half 10.. had a visitor so my sleep was interrupted ONCE MORE!!! I think sometimes when u either sleep too much or your sleep is broken up, you feel baad. Almost like your more tired and need more sleep.. no matter what the 'total hours of sleep' amounts to.. if you get what I mean?!
And I thought this was gonna be a short one..
