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I will go to bed soon, and I will set my alarm and wake up by 11 o'clock. These days when I wake around 12:30 the thought of facing the day makes me sick and I usually try with all of my might to fall back asleep. Tomorrow I will wake up early, and I will make myself a delicious breakfast. I will make my own juice with the help of our fresh fruit and juicer that I love. I will read & escape reality through someone elses story. I will bake my dad cookies and then meet him for dinner. I will try to make him go Christmas shopping with me and make sure that he makes me finish so I can cross one item of stress off of my list. I will then retreat back to my home and hibernate some more before Friday night arrives and I am forced to drive a shitty van full of a couple people I adore and a bunch that I can't stand. I will put a smile on my face as I stand in a corner and scour on the inside about how I dislike the place and the people. I will then drive a shitty fan full of drunken people back to their respective places, the trip taking a good hour and a half. I will then politely accept the offer to crash on the floor of the friends alongside the other drunken people that didn't make it home, but I will quietly escape after a few hours of sleep while the others are passed out, and retreat back to my own lonesome bed.