tired tired tired can't sleep

my tummy aches.
i'm thirsty.
i cannot find my shorts.
thus i am only wearing a cut up t-shirt of mr. messy & orange lacy underwear.
sexy?
not really.
because i can make the sexiest underwear most unflattering.
sat for my final exam paper EVER.
no more final exams for me EVERRRRR.
now i'm in bed with my macbook contemplating on reading mr. cave or napping.
before that i'm creeping downstairs for a glass of brain-freeze cold water.