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Awake all night!

So here's the thing...I woke up at 5 pm, noon, slept the whole morning, and last night I couldn't get any sleep. Tonight I am getting no sleep and, not sleeping in the morning either to rewind the whole sleeping cycle. I've been having insomnia again for couple of weeks now, since my weekend started and been oversleeping like crazy in the day hour. So Better control it before I lose it.Today, I am getting NO sleep instead of 13 hours my usual sleep. Crazy. I am getting crazy, in fact, a few hours ago before the clock strike 4, in the morning, I got distracted looking at the ages old wall clock in my room, which is beautiful by the way. and didn't even realize I was looking at it that long. I wasn't checking out the time even, but the design and I was noticing how big it actually is. Anyway, excuse my psychotic behavior cause you're gonna have to learn a lot of it now. Everyone is sleeping in my house, peacefully but me. Not a single sound other than the clicking of my keyboard. Perfect scenario for a horror movie. Nah enough of the crazies.

I spent half of the time on youtube. Watching vlogs of Sam&nia my recent fav vloggers, they have a cute little daughter Symphony and a cute baby boy Abraham. Basically, they show their lifestyle and parenting their babies, I kind of love watching them. Anyway, so then I couldn't help but check the fridge, was terribly hungry, because I've been eating lesser than I should have when I am not sleeping,But couldn't find any legit food to tame my tummy. There was either a frozen yogurt that expired, or the dinner leftover that needed heating(which I couldn't afford doing, the kitchen was locked) So I ended up having a spoonful of that yogurt which smelt kind of acidic and funky and oh my god I can't believe I'd actually put that stuff in my mouth earlier. Anyway, I figured I shouldn't risk my life like that, so I moved on to the side trolly where my mom keeps achars and stuff. I thought since I have no good food to meet my hunger, I should stuff up my mouth with something that could help me lose my appetite until breakfast. So I took the chanachur which usually causes me gastric, but what the hell I had to eat something! I turned on the Tv, watched getaway on FoxLife, omg they showed Greece. I was frequently walking down to the fridge when Street Food was on and guess what they showed, Paris food. I opened the fridge again, told God to have mercy, and decided to have the Rashmalai that I don't usually like when I am starving, but I was out of option so I grabbed the whole pack and returned to the TV set, turned out Paris food aren't that spicy and mouth watering as ours, I'd like to say, they serve it fancy.

  When I was finally done disturbing my appetite with disturbing food that aren't even nutritious rather a dry snack, I turned the tv off, went to freshen up, finally brushed my teeth(which means that-I am not having food for another something hours) went back to my room. Looked for my moisturizer and realized I am out of lotions. So I used baby oil on my feet instead. Which reminded me of Fifty Shades of Grey, the book part where Christian rubbed baby oil on Anna's butt, I wonder why they didn't show that on the movie tho. It could be a hilarious scene.

Then, here I am. It's 4.40 now, the birds are starting to wake. Aww. When two or three birds chirp, I love how they sound. They have like a rhythm. Okay maybe I should lie down for a while, but the mosquitoes ugh! I have killed couple of them with electric racket but they just won't go away. They come in groups, to suck my blood....I wonder how they manage to repeat the mistakes of their ancestors. They know they're gonna die in my hands, well literally in electric shock, why bother anyway. Seriously after all this itchy bumps on my skin they caused, I am not going to spare any of those SUCKERS !







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