*sound of crickets chirping*
Oh my fuckin' god. It is 6 o'clock in the morning.... why in the name of the sweet Virgin Mary am I NOT IN BED?!?!?!?!
I'll tell ya why.... cuz I can't sleep, biotch. Tonight seems to be the night that the insomnia fairy camps out on my bed and plays fuckin' solitaire. *is more amused at this point than anything else* I'm seriously not bitter, though my typing skills have gone to hell in a handbasket...probably because I've collectively gotten about.... oh..... an hour of sleep tonight, maybe? More like a half an hour, come to think about it.
I went to bed around 2 earlier this morning with the fond, childish notion that I would sleep until 8:30 before getting up to finish my calculus homework. *laughs in derision* Riiiiiiiiiiiiight, biotch. And mary has a wang. (Please tell me that is NOT one of the things about you that I have yet to find out, my dear slash diva....) I got to sleep around.... oh.... quarter to five.... and successfully wake up maybe half an hour to an hour later when my roommate wake up and opens the window cuz it's a fuckin' inferno in our bedroom. Now, dudes, I lay there for at least another half an hour, soaked in my own sweat and TOTALLY not heading back to sleep. I finally got sick of it, as I have work to do anyway, and so I decided to get up. Ah, feck it.
I'm gonna go finish my calculus homework now. By the time I'm done, one or more of my roommates will probably be up, and the sun will have risen, and amazingly I'll be more likely to be able to sleep then than I am now. Because, dammit, I have to sleep sometime. *laughs* Or else it'll SUCK to be me....wait, it already does. I have CALCULUS MIDTERM TOMORROW!! AUUUUUGH!!! *runs screaming from the room* KILL ME NOW!
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I'll tell ya why.... cuz I can't sleep, biotch. Tonight seems to be the night that the insomnia fairy camps out on my bed and plays fuckin' solitaire. *is more amused at this point than anything else* I'm seriously not bitter, though my typing skills have gone to hell in a handbasket...probably because I've collectively gotten about.... oh..... an hour of sleep tonight, maybe? More like a half an hour, come to think about it.
I went to bed around 2 earlier this morning with the fond, childish notion that I would sleep until 8:30 before getting up to finish my calculus homework. *laughs in derision* Riiiiiiiiiiiiight, biotch. And mary has a wang. (Please tell me that is NOT one of the things about you that I have yet to find out, my dear slash diva....) I got to sleep around.... oh.... quarter to five.... and successfully wake up maybe half an hour to an hour later when my roommate wake up and opens the window cuz it's a fuckin' inferno in our bedroom. Now, dudes, I lay there for at least another half an hour, soaked in my own sweat and TOTALLY not heading back to sleep. I finally got sick of it, as I have work to do anyway, and so I decided to get up. Ah, feck it.
I'm gonna go finish my calculus homework now. By the time I'm done, one or more of my roommates will probably be up, and the sun will have risen, and amazingly I'll be more likely to be able to sleep then than I am now. Because, dammit, I have to sleep sometime. *laughs* Or else it'll SUCK to be me....wait, it already does. I have CALCULUS MIDTERM TOMORROW!! AUUUUUGH!!! *runs screaming from the room* KILL ME NOW!
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