So as some of you know I recently got my phone back last week. However, despite being told it was only gonna be used for school and work, my inner child was telling me to go back to Discord when I had the time. So that's what I did. I went back to Discord, reunited with some old friends and made some new ones too, and found another guy that I absolutely hate, but today in particular was just not my day. I had the bright idea to pull an all night-er and listen to MGR music while playing Roblox. I was up until 5:30 AM, only 40 minutes from the time we all had to wake up and get ready to leave for the bus. I could not focus at all during any of my classes, not to mention that I fell asleep during 2 of them unintentionally. Later today while I was in the middle of a private conversation with one of my friends, I was lying on the couch watching my little brother when my other brother walks in and turns off his show he left on, switches it to my sister's movie because that's what he thought I was watching, and around that time my watch went off at 6:30 PM, which was an alarm I had set for my work days. Quick reminder I don't work again until Saturday. That was when I lost memory of what happened. I woke up later with my siblings and mom screaming at me to wake up, my phone was missing from my pocket, and I couldn't help but get the feeling I did something wrong. Apparently the little brother I was supposed to be watching was screaming and I was just laying there not doing anything. Mom even tried pulling my hair at some point. I quickly got up and started helping clean the kitchen (since that's what my brother and sister were doing) and felt really bad about what happened despite being so confused. After some time passed, I realized what happened as a sense of dread washed over my body: My lack of sleep finally took a toll, causing me to fall asleep on the couch with the phone I technically wasn't supposed to have at the moment lying next to me under the blanket, and because I was so tired I blocked out everything happening from the outside world. Once I pieced things together, I was confused. No way I was out for that long, right? The movie was still playing when I woke up, so that meant something, right? I was asleep for over an hour once I replayed the movie to the last place I remembered. Sooo, yeah, I'm mad at myself for letting my inner child get the best of me and ignoring what I had to do to help the family. Quick vent: I'm mad, but I'm mad at myself.
