What day is it?

My alarm woke me up in time for class--- I had the best sleep I've had in something like a week, and for some reason I decided to roll over and skip class instead of getting up. That's all fine and dandy, because when I finally got out of bed I felt so overwhelmingly good about everything ever. 3 hours later, in the present, I feel exhausted once again.

I don't understand it, I really don't. I mean I've done a bit of work but it was NOT strenuous. I haven't even gone out of the house, and I didn't even put effort into making food. Yet somehow, in a mere 3 hours, I've gone from feeling fresh and alive to being utterly drained and exhausted. This is pretty much exactly how I felt yesterday afternoon and the afternoon before that. Maybe I just don't agree with afternoons, I don't know. On top of that, I also feel freezing cold. I have the heater on, but unless the weather report is lying to me, it's like 16 degrees Celsius. 

I hate how everything's complete dark at 5pm, making me think that it's actually 10pm and that I should be sleeping soon. It's so deceptively warm during the day time, I just keep thinking it must be summer. Not that I want summer in a place like this, the temperature would be disgustingly high. I also have a million mosquitoes scars on me so I don't really want more.

Bleh, I don't know what I'm doing. Everything's too hard.