The confusion that is daylight savings...

So...I arose today utterly depressed at what I thought was 12:30pm.
my phone told me otherwise.
I actually had NOT gotten up at that perfect moment-that horrible, perfect moment when one realizes they had missed the ENTIRE morning!
I had a WHOLE thirty mins left of glorious morning time to figure out what I'm going to do with my day and what AWESOMENESS was going to ensue.
You know what I did?
I checked facebook. Watched television (I couldn't even tell you what I watched!...). Ate old chik-fil-a (and WONDERFUL mac-n-cheese made by my boyfriend).
After that I felt pooey. Straight up pooey.
And I went to bed.
And I stayed there.
until 6pm.
not really sleeping...not really being awake.
just. There.
....
how increadibly depressing. I got up feeling like I SERIOUSLY have NO purpose!
I felt lost and useless.
And that's the worst feeling sometimes.
So I went to the gym...but couldn't stay long because my chest felt like it was suffocating my lungs.
And I went tanning. That did perk me up a bit. Must be all that vitamin c...or whatever essential vitamin you get from tanning (good enough reason for ME to fry my skin and look 40 at 25!).
And I felt this was THE perfect day to start my blog off with a BANG!
haha.
and now it is 9:43pm.
and I am once again at a complete loss of what to do.
I could start my homework that's due in like 2 weeks.
BUT how very uncharacteristic of me! I prefer to wait until the 2 HOUR mark!
So I'll go join my roommate in awesome mind numbing boob tube-age.
Hope everyone else had a far more eventful day than I.
Until next time,
Samantha