My past self (of yesterday) was so naive, thinking that because my classes started at 12:00, I’d have a productive morning with finally doing all those things I’d been leaving for later.

Of course, I got out of bed at 10:00 instead.

It’s so weird when people who met me recently (like my roommate) seem to think I’m a functional, disciplined person who is good at handling life things and meanwhile I’m failing to schedule regular dentist appointments.