Yes, an explanation is forthcoming. But not now.
I sometimes wonder if all I ever write about here are may failings. Granted, it's not like bragging about my successes would be better(might come off as slightly arrogant, that) but reading about my intrinsic flaws on every post can't be too happy-fun-time, right?
It's three in the afternoon, and I got up about half an hour ago. It's also a monday, which means I have missed my lessons for today. Which annoys me. I like monday lessons, the lecturer is great, there's good opportunity to chat with friends, and the subject matter is always funny and helps me become a better writer.
So why did I sleep in so late? Do I not have an alarm?
The thing I keep forgetting about me, is that I cannot be reasoned with in the first few seconds after I have woken up. Try as I might, I can't convince my brain that although I feel tired, the shower will wake we up. Just doesn't work. And for some reason my brain thought that we'd totally have enough time to get ready if we got up at 10.
Considering that my lessons started at 9, I can only presume that tired-Kyle thinks he owns a time machine.