... she sure can.
Want to know why? Let’s just say, I didn’t get ANY sleep whatsoever last night.
Okay, here’s what happened; Last night I went upstairs at 10pm for Derek cause he’s going with Mom to Washington DC today. I stayed up till around 2am reading before I turned out my light. So now I’m lying in bed thinking and… “daydreaming”??? Something along those lines. Now it’s 3am, and I’m pretty tired, so I get comfortable and I’m about to fall asleep when…
I see a flash of lighting…
If you recall, I’m brontophobic, so that lightning wasn’t what you would call a lullaby. So now I’m hiding under my pillow while there’s a thunderstorm going on. I was too scared to fall asleep. I did try… once… to fall asleep, but before I drifted off there was a loud clap of thunder. So it ends up around 4:15am and I’m thinking “God Damn you Nature!” while trying to think up a way to get to SLEEP, cause SLEEP is what I need, seeing as how I’m leaving for a camping trip with a friend of mine for 5 days.
Anyway, I think up a way to drown out the thunder and maybe put me to sleep; listening to music. Since using my boom box would probably wake everyone up (and get me in trouble), I decided to use my cd player instead. So I creep downstairs, get my cd player and my cd’s, creep back upstairs, and then go through my cd’s in the dark attempting to find a good one that has music that’s nice and easy (cause I really didn’t want to try and go to sleep listening to Linkin Park). I settle with Christmas carols… :::heavy sigh:::
Okay, now I’m in bed listening to music. When the cd’s done, I check the clock, and it’s 5:10 in the fucking morning. I finally say “You know? Screw it,” and I get out of bed, go outside to look at the sky (it looked pretty much like there was a thunderstorm over our heads), come back in, and Mom’s now awake, so I tell her. She gave me a sympathetic ‘wah,’ and went on her way. I went back into my room and lied down on my bed, thinking “Maybe I could squeeze in three hours real quick.” Well, I was wrong. As soon as I clse my eyes, there’s a loud crack of fucking thunder
What the fucking hell!? Damn it Nature, what’s your fucking problem??? Are you PMSing again!? Geez, the day I need sleep I don’t get any.
What the fuck?! It’s not even a Monday
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