(yuck, baduy hah)

It’s 7:20pm and I’ve just awaken from a supposed nap that lasted for 5 freakin hours! Could’ve just said “from a deep slumber.” Hah. Isn’t it weird to be waking up at 11am and again falling asleep by 2:30pm? Goodness.

I have a sleeping problem.

Actually, I’ve always been burdened with unhealthy sleeping habits and there have been nights when I’d have to take sleeping pills just to be able to doze off.

Lemme tell you a story.

Since I’ve always been obsessed with that healthy lifestyle of sleeping by 7pm and waking up by 4am, I once tried going to bed early… like, hecka, hecka early. So by 6pm I took a mild sleeping pill before turning on the television. Golly by 7pm I was still wide-awake so I decided to take another sleeping pill. As I was watching senseless television, I suddenly received a text message from someone. It was the guy I liked asking me out! Waaah. I suppose on a normal basis, I would’ve already jumped on top of my bed and screamed my lungs out like a silly highschool girl but since I was on “sleeping medication,” I couldn't do such silly acts. I swear, I really wanted to run to the bathroom, kneel in front of the toilet bowl and force those stupid pills out. But of course, it was pointless because they were already inside my system about to take effect. Fart. That night would have been h-e-a-v-e-n with a capital H without those sleeping pills, man. BUT unfortunately, I couldn't come.
*Silence*
(Norah Jones' Don't Know Why starts to play in the background.)

Surely, had I gone, that would have made it, for him, a night with candi the zombie.

Sigh.

Why did I even decide to take those sleeping pills that day? And why did that guy have to text me on the day I resurrected my healthy-lifestyle obsession?

Ironically, the pills weren’t the ones that got flushed down the toilet that night but my chance to get to know that guy better.
End of story.

So as you already know, I really have a hard time falling asleep at decent hours. I remember those times back in high school (during breaks, of course) when I’d be up until 9am. Imagine lying in bed for 9 hours and not getting sleepy at all?!?! That was so darn frustrating, man. I tell you by 9am, I had already seen Hey Arnold and Rugrats 4 times apiece. No exagg.

Well now, I have a different story to tell. With the typhoon-like weather that we have, it seems as if there’s nothing left for me to do but sleep. I’m always sleeping! I’d wake up at noon and sleep again after 3 hours. How strange! Even my cousin would tell me that he hardly sees me up and about anymore as I’m asleep when he leaves for school and still in slumber when he comes back. True, true. The problem is: I’m asleep most of the time except at night! I still can’t manage to sleep at a decent time. My father, lately, has been getting mad at me for acquiring the sleeping habits of a vampire. Of course, I tell him that it’s not really my fault that I don’t get to sleep because I do try really hard. I inform him that I have a hard time nodding off because someone can’t stop thinking about me. Hah. I know, I know. It’s such a feeling excuse. Pagbigyan. That’s my only consolation for now. Heh.

“What a problem,” right? Well one thing I’m sure of, these crazy-sleeping habits definitely have to go.

I want a healthy lifestyle. I want to be having forty winks by 8 and breakfast by 4. Or maybe 5. I want to catch the sunrise. I want to be able to work out (Nye-he-he). I just don't wanna waste half of a beautiful day anymore.

Okay, I’m gonna try to get some shut-eye now. (The operative word is TRY.)

晚安爱
糖果