sleepless nites and tempers
have intimate relationship. i slept at 5 in the morning yesterday [..or today] due to some 14 or so manga a grace Eunice. i finished 7 volumes of Ouran Host and was on second volume of Claymore when i suddenly noticed the sky outside had a strangely light hue. i checked my cell and it was five so i went to bed cursing myself >_< i woke up 4 hrs later and was very very pissed at anyone that spoke to me. SooA kept asking me if i was mad at her;; sorry (- -)(_ _)(- -)
sleep has yet another intimate relationship with sense and ability to comprehend / react.
i was babysitting kids at church as usual, but the kids found something... i dont even know what adjective would describe it properly.
a baby bird fell out from its nest on the top of the school building, which was two floors up.
the bird was premature. didnt even have time to fully develop its beak or open its eyes. needless to say, it did not have any feathers either.
its bones were visible because only a layer of skin was the covering it had, and it looked so fragile. It had a hard time supporting its own head.
im glad the lack of sleep numbed me somewhat cuz i knew it wouldnt make it [it was quite obvious even to the kids] and i didnt get too upset over it.
i shall rmb it in my prayers tonite.