..::..Came back at 3am last night, and I'm back at the office before 9. *Yawns*. I promised Im I'll be there early so we can go have breakfast. I'm proud of myself that I dragged my limp body out of bed. Was half dead when I got there. All I wanted was somewhere I can crash and snore. Was groggy as usual. At EVERYTHING. Im was unbelievably perky even though he didn't sleep the whole night and was just laughing at everything he could. I was the total opposite. He kept slapping his face towel at me laughing, and I just sat there hoping that I could just slap him back screaming. I hate myself in the mornings...::..