I've been awake ever since... 7am 14th of June. It's now 5.21pm of the 15th of June, and I am literally too tired to do the maths and figure out how many hours I've been up for. Stupid psych report was so much harder than I expected. I almost missed the bus today, because I fell asleep in the morning... then I fell asleep on the bus, and I'm quite certain that I was never awake in chem. It's the most dreadful feeling, when your body rebels against your will and shuts itself down while you're trying to focus in class.
Never again will I harbor romantic ideas about staying up all night. It is simply an exhausting experience. The sunrise wasn't even that pretty. I was sitting in my chair, watching letters appear on my screen as I typed--- until I noticed that the sky was noticeably lighter than it was before. It was a rather pretty ink blue... I wish I had clothes that color. Then I check the time- oh crap, 6am. My first all-nighter, ever. Done for psychology. A subject that's worth piddilidee in my scores... in fact, it won't even be worth anything. I just have to... not fail the subject. Argh, everything's so messed up.
So why am I not asleep, now that I can finally rest without a guilty conscious? BECAUSE I CAN'T. I don't think you can call this insomnia, but I seem to have breached the limits of sleepiness, and I am in this state where I'm beyond tired, and yet I cannot sleep. I am exhausted, but I am not sleepy. Perhaps next moment I will crash to the ground. Hmmm... what a dreadful event to anticipate.
Maybe I should celebrate the first all-nighter I've ever, ever pulled. Sitting in front of my computer, watching sunset. Then sitting there until the sun rises again... and now that I have returned, I once again witness sunset. I only hope that I can sleep past sunrise tomorrow. Stupid winter... it's not even 6pm, and the sun is completely gone. I want daylight again, goddamit. Sunlight is so much nicer than the stupid white light in my room... sure it's bright enough- but it's also the most annoying thing I've ever had.
...Oh great now I'm complaining about my light. Maybe I should just turn off all lights, and sit in the darkness, watching only the screen in front of me. Except my eyes are getting sore. Today is a baaaad day.
...Except it's like, my best friend's birthday. Why is it that such an interesting event should befall on the due date of my psychology report? Ah well, never mind that.
Happy birthday love.
“I am 17 going on 18, I'll~~~ take care~~~ of you."
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