I get tired way too early these days. =| I've found myself going to bed at 11pm every day lately, and it's a bit weird.
Bow before the mighty Javoo!
I got about 5 hours of sleep last night... and I have a 5 hour exam this afternoon. Happy day.
The night before flying to Majorca I went to a rock club, it's not that I got in late - I got home drunk as a skunk, trying and failing to hide the fact that at 14 I was absolutely wankered. My Mum woke me up at 2am (after getting home at midnight) with a cup of tea and toast, telling me the taxi was coming to take us to the airport in an hour. I didn't even drink the tea, ate the toast, was sick, and then flew to Majorca. It was.. horrible. 'Rough' is not a strong enough word for how I felt!
My Dad clocked I'd been drinking, he could smell it on me.
You should have punched him in the d. Or got a megaphone and screamed in his ear, "STOP RIGHT NOW THANK YOU VERY MUCH I NEED SOMEBODY WITH A HUMAN TOUCH".
This whole school year has been a series of unfortunate events; mostly surrounding getting my projects completed. They were all completed on time and not rushed BUT, most of everything that could possibly go wrong, went wrong.
Had aty sleep schedule not too long ago. Bit me in the ass when I was at this army thing for 2 days without sleeping the night before and we had drills all day before they let us sleep - only to wake us up after an hour for more drills. I was pretty exhausted after that.
This twenty-year-old boy was distinguished from childhood by strange qualities, a dreamer and an eccentric. A girl fell in love with him, and he went and sold her to a brothel...