Overslept

I dreamt of waking up at 4am. So when I actually did wake up, I thought it was 4am, but it was actually 5:50am. I went back to sleep. I woke up at 6am to the sound of my brother's angry pounds to the door. I overslept. Only by a few minutes. But still, overslept. We drove to my school, late by the bell from 20minutes. I don't drive. I should. But I don't. School was boring, but informative. Four more days left. Finals. Great. I come home at 4pm. Instead of sleeping, I decide to rake the yard. No recognition from mother. No reward. I should have slept. I see dishes in the sink. Unwashed. It wasn't mine, but I had to wash it. The laundry was done. It wasn't mine, but I had to fold them. I have homework. I don't do it. I make a mocha. It's bitter. Put too much coffee in it. I like it. I eat dinner. Meat Jun with Kim Chee. Korean food is good. Milk doesn't really help with spicy stuff. Even though it's known for it. I'm getting a headache. It's 11:15pm. I should sleep. I have to wake up at 5:30am. Maybe that's why I overslept.