Unlike the usual, I’ve never been a fan of sleepovers. I’ve never experienced being excited about them nor did I ever find them enjoyable. Sleepovers for me are one big source of hassle in my life. I hate packing up clothes and toiletries and other girly chu-chus that I need for only a night or two. I hate sleeping in someone’s bed other than my own. I even hate sleeping in my sisters’ beds which are just a door or two away from my room. I don’t know what’s the reason for this but I just plainly hate sleepovers.