The Art of Laziness and Sleep

A lot of people say that I sleep a lot and that I am lazy. My parents and siblings say so, on days when I would wake up only at noon to have my lunch, then go back to my lovely dreamland until dinner time, and closing my eyes once more when the clock strikes midnight. My classmates say so when I dropped my head on the desk as the lecturer is droning away, only to wake up when a kind soul tapped me on the shoulder. My army friends say so when I fall asleep in situations where they cannot relax e.g. lots of mosquitos and insects. Nearly everyone who has met me think that I have a sleepy face.

But you know, sleeping a lot and being lazy are two different things altogether.