Rocketsleep
That’s it. No matter how hard I try. Too worn out to do work during the evening. Arriving eight of the clock being the earliest does not help even a bit. Dinner then afterwards, Sandman’s cronies triumphantly persuades me to become intimate with, the bed. He sprinkles magic sand into my eyes. Who could actually defy such a wonderful offer? Nobody. No. Stop. Have to resist! But. Stop. Must Control. Argh! Too Impulsive to even reconsider. Slap the face, quickly! Slap. Slap. Ouch. Sigh. Yawn. Snoozzze. Shutdown.
By the time I wake up, the digital clock reads two thirty-five in the morning. I felt like clashing my fingers with the keys all of a sudden. Doc Abon says I need to fix my bio-clock that as if it’s not pretty obvious enough that my sleeping habit is irregular. I’ll always wake up at some point in the wee hours despite sleeping typically early or most of the time a bit late. If I slept at two hours before midnight then it’s theoretically coherent that I’ll be waking up at around 4AM the following day which is not good news for someone who does not have appointments before seven o’ clock. I become sleepy faster than anybody I know yet I can’t spend all the time cuddling my stuffed pet animal named Roxy because I sleep short. This world is restless, I tell you. ThiszZZ.
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Aaron, Aia, Iñigo. We should do it again! To my surprise, Aaron acted rather meek and ended up really, really polite. Evading as if to sound snide like what he did to Bakekang and Bakokang. Those animals, have what you call rights. As for Aia, was nonetheless funny and sassy in such a perky manner. She played DO-TA when Aaron and I never did! WOAH, chic! While Iñigo saved his ROTC personality this time sounding INFJ/P-like when all the time I thought he was a thinking type in view of being one hech of a techie guy! Right click the desktop. Properties. Eeeeehhh...sabaw! Though in spite of being the host of the conference, I had to leave sooner for Dinner. Or else I’ll be the one gobbled up when my dearest mother morphs into one of those fictional characters you refer to during Halloween. Can’t wait for future YM conferences. Felt much like old High School. Haha. What happened after? You did miss me, right.
By the time I wake up, the digital clock reads two thirty-five in the morning. I felt like clashing my fingers with the keys all of a sudden. Doc Abon says I need to fix my bio-clock that as if it’s not pretty obvious enough that my sleeping habit is irregular. I’ll always wake up at some point in the wee hours despite sleeping typically early or most of the time a bit late. If I slept at two hours before midnight then it’s theoretically coherent that I’ll be waking up at around 4AM the following day which is not good news for someone who does not have appointments before seven o’ clock. I become sleepy faster than anybody I know yet I can’t spend all the time cuddling my stuffed pet animal named Roxy because I sleep short. This world is restless, I tell you. ThiszZZ.
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Aaron, Aia, Iñigo. We should do it again! To my surprise, Aaron acted rather meek and ended up really, really polite. Evading as if to sound snide like what he did to Bakekang and Bakokang. Those animals, have what you call rights. As for Aia, was nonetheless funny and sassy in such a perky manner. She played DO-TA when Aaron and I never did! WOAH, chic! While Iñigo saved his ROTC personality this time sounding INFJ/P-like when all the time I thought he was a thinking type in view of being one hech of a techie guy! Right click the desktop. Properties. Eeeeehhh...sabaw! Though in spite of being the host of the conference, I had to leave sooner for Dinner. Or else I’ll be the one gobbled up when my dearest mother morphs into one of those fictional characters you refer to during Halloween. Can’t wait for future YM conferences. Felt much like old High School. Haha. What happened after? You did miss me, right.