Why must my brain hurt at the most inconvenient times??

Another trip update. We just got back from the lobby where we were eating delicious breakfast. Seriously, next time you’re there, get a sausage and an omlete, cut them into tiny pieces, and then mix ‘em. It’s amazing. Anyway, so we’re supposed to go on a hike today, and I’m really not feeling so great. How am I supposed to tell my parents I’m really not up to it? They don’t usually understand when I tell them I don’t want to do things like this, because they think I just want to be lazy. I got a real shortness of sleep last night. Dad was snoring and farting so much, I could’ve sworn there was a loudspeaker on his butt. Ah ha ha ha…. so I didn’t sleep until 1 AM. I was going to get out of bed and sit by the window, but those stupid curtains made so much noise, and what else happens next but mom springing out of bed saying “HEY YOU GIT BAYAK TO BEYED!” or something like that. I just fell asleep some time after that. I was sorta half-asleep when I got up, so maybe… why am I even explaining my insomnia last night in such detail? Nobody is reading it anyway!!! So yeah. I think that’s all I was trying to say. I must gooooo now.

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