Why Does this Saturday Feel Like a Sunday?

This has been the longest Saturday of my life. It's felt like a Sunday. A really long Sunday that only happens when you're tired.

 And I have no idea why.

 I mean, last night, I went to a Halloween party and I danced and I took pictures and I went through a spook alley that really scared me, even though it was pretty tame. There weren't any ghosts. Like, what good is a haunted house without supernatural creatures? There was a freak show happening in one of the rooms, and then there was a Purge room, but since I haven't seen the movie, I didn't really get it. But it still was a little terrifying to be chased by guys carrying baseball bats-- especially because most of them had at least a foot on me, so you know. There's nothing scarier than being chased by a 6-foot tall college guy when you're 5-foot-nothing.

Maybe that's what made me so tired. I guess it is pretty exhausting to go to a giant Halloween party on campus. But I didn't even stay out that late. I was home by 12:30 this morning, and I woke up at nine, like any abnormal human being (hint: me).

My exhaustion may also have been caused by the girl I like showing up at the door to my friend's dorm last night while families were trick or treating in the dorms. That was kind of embarrassing for me because I answered the door and THERE SHE WAS (along with the rest of her friends). Of course, I freaked out, like any normal person with a crush on someone would, but at least it was internal... I think. I don't know. After the person they needed came to the door, I may or may not have hidden behind the door because I was ridiculously embarrassed, even though I don't think I really had to be.

But today has just felt like a lazy, lazy Sunday. If you've never experienced a lazy Sunday, that sucks. Lazy Sundays are most often good things. Like, you can just take a nap and it's no big deal, or you can read that book you've always wanted to read (if you like reading, that is). You can even binge watch "Gilmore Girls" on Netflix (because it's on Netflix now!!!!!!!!).

But when a lazy Sunday occurs on a Saturday, everything gets really mixed up. It's just felt like one big Sunday, and I really kind of hate it. I mean, I've been able to do my laundry and clean the apartment. Both are usually Sunday tasks for me, but tomorrow, I'm meeting up with a friend for lunch, so I can't really clean and do laundry because I'm sure I'll be spending a ton of time with her because I haven't seen her since before I went to France, which actually is a really long time, now that I think about it.

But it's just been an eternal Saturday. And I'm not really liking it. Maybe I'll go watch more "Gilmore Girls" and try to figure out what to eat for dinner that actually has protein in it.

Peace out!