Losing my grip on the night.
Monday, 31 May 2004 10:51I have to get into the mindset that, as much as I hate it, have to get my sleep schedule back to normal. Last night, or should I say, this morning, I got offline close to 4 AM and went to bed...only to be woken up by my stepdad around 8:30 this morning. Pissed, I was. Why was I woken up? Because all the adults were leaving to go to a Memorial Day parade, and need Rob and I to babysit. However, shortly after I dragged my half-naked body upstairs, all the children decided to go to the parade. I was angry, but I didn't show it...how I wanted to just scream at them. As soon as they all left, I got another hour and a half of sleep before Rob woke me, suggesting that I should be awake when my stepdad comes home. The thing is...everyone goes to bed here around 10...I can't do that anymore. If I were to go to bed at 10, I'd stay lying awake in bed until at least 1 or 2 AM.
Argh...so here I am, running on 5 hours of sleep and feeling like I could collapse and just sleep for the next 12 hours or so. All that work that Rach and Sarah put into me to turn me into a night owl is meeting with resistance. I miss college life, where I had freedom to do whatever. Granted, all the comforts of home are nice, but I like my independence. I miss being able to talk on the phone till sunrise, being online till dawn, being able to enjoy late-night life.
I need a shoulder to rest my head on...
Argh...so here I am, running on 5 hours of sleep and feeling like I could collapse and just sleep for the next 12 hours or so. All that work that Rach and Sarah put into me to turn me into a night owl is meeting with resistance. I miss college life, where I had freedom to do whatever. Granted, all the comforts of home are nice, but I like my independence. I miss being able to talk on the phone till sunrise, being online till dawn, being able to enjoy late-night life.
I need a shoulder to rest my head on...