Sleepless night. Grrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr!! I am angry ...very very angry at my sleep. It evades when needed the most. Now I am wailing. Why can't I just sleep like a baby?! Wait ...how do babies sleep? I have been awake trying to study. I happen to have two tests in the next two. We both know what that means ...I might just be dead in the next 3 hours. Maybe I should quit school and become a runner. Why didn't I think about this earlier:-(:-(
I have been trying to at least understand this shit about integration. Why again do I study Maths?? This must have been the worst decision that I have ever made in my whole entire life. One of the many bad decisions. I just never get it right when it comes to decision making. I should get me a decision maker. That is not entirely true ...I have made some good decisions in the past that have turned out really well, really really well. In fact, you are free to envy me. For example ...partying every weekend and getting high on random days even when I have a 7 O'clock class. These happen to be the only things that I don't force myself to do.
Why again am I suffering insomnia on a day that I really want to at least close my poor eyes and rest before my test??. It is extremely cold outside and my toes are freezing....my fingers too. The socks that I am wearing ...well ....they are extremely useless. I am starting to imagine that it is my friend's place that is freezing. In case you are wondering, I spent the night at my friend's. She happens to live two minutes away from the lecture hall. I can wake up five minutes before the test. No need to shower in this cold ...I will just grow sick and the last time I checked, I happen to really hate medicine. Showering causes cold. I didn't make that up...it is a fact. Anyway, back to the main reason why I am spending at my friend's. My bed has big big big huge brown monsters that have been biting my roommate the past few days. I am beginning to think she likes being bitten. There is no other better explanation why she sleeps in that bed comfortably. I guess this is punishment for my laziness. I didn't look for a house outside school when I was supposed to and now I am being punished with bed bugs.
Those bed bugs are so fat and healthy. They bite bite bite and never stop biting. The next day when you wake up, your whole body will be itching. Then you will scratch and scratch and scratch and as you scratch, you pray that your unmentionable parts do not start itching or perverts may mistake the scratching for .....you know what I mean. (If you don't, you need to see a psychiatrist. That kind of slowness is definitely not allowed.)
At around 0300 hours, I got into bed. All I did was toss and turn. Somehow, my body has refused to generate any heat. Doctor doctor ....might I be in trouble?? No sleep and no heat on the same night. This isn't mere coincidence. The universe is definitely conspiring against me. ...and now I will conspire against it.Oh my Superman ...where at thou when I need you the most? I should have gotten a boy toy when I had the offer. Perhaps I would be the one making him cold as I take away all his warmth.
Wait a minute ....it is only 0454 hours. I am seated on a blue chair and I am dying of cold. I need another naked body. Did you know that two naked bodies generate more heat than two bodies in clothes? I just made that up. Have you noticed how my genius is a work at 0500 hours in the morning. I should consider having a night shift job. I have always wanted to be useful at night. Then again, what kind of jobs do people do at night?? They watch and watch and watch till the sun rises then they retire to bed. My retarded look can scare away any kind of hooligan and leave them disturbed for the rest if their miserable lives.
Guess who is getting a job ....Drumrolls please ....YOURS TRULY. Oh how excited I am. I will watch all of you...protect you from any evil. I will use my secret weapon ...one that is unique to only me.. MY RETARDED LOOK. I will serve you very faithfully and never let you get hurt unless my own life is in danger.
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