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Tuesday, November 4, 2008

Of "Sleeps" and Facts.

Lately, I have been getting lesser and lesser sleep at night. Err.
Do you know the feeling where you think you're half awake throughout your  "sleep"? You keep on changing your position on your bed where you would find the coolest part of your pillow and snug your way in your comforter but the point is, you just can't sleep. And the next thing you know is, the birds outside your window are starting to chirp around and you would sense that day will just be so wrong. SO WRONG. 
Well, yesterday, that happened to me and truthfully, my day felt like shit. 

I have a lot of things going on in my head and it's not funny. I think i have this talent where I can connect everything---every person, every idea, and every surreal circumstances i find myself into given all the mishaps i have gone through in my life. And the worse thing is, I can't seem to get it out of my head. Don't get me wrong though; I am not emo. I think a more figuratively correct term is that I am only stating facts. 

Facts that come with the idea of me having to go through with the day feeling restless as my body completely feeds on caffeine and nicotine, having to put a generous amount of effort  walking straight on the aisles of my school, sitting right in front of the professor while trying not to get caught sleeping and going home feeling like crap. 

And I'm just trying to state a few here. Fuck that, right?

But at the end of it all, I guess it's worth going through with it since it kind of gives me this feeling that some good things may just actually come along the way. 

I need my Genie. Where are you Genie?