so it's 3:12
it's 3:12 and i can't sleep. i just spent the last hour or so trying to fall asleep, and failed. this ahs been happening for a few nights now. last night i couldn't fall asleep until 5, and then my 24 year old sister woke me up at 9 asking her 16 year old brother for $3 so she could get coffee. then i tried to yell at her later for it saying i had only gotten 4 hours of sleep, and she told me that it was noon when she woke me up, and that i was crazy. she'll regret that. (i'm not really gonna hurt mt sister. that's some more of my sarcasm that no one EVER seems to understand. oh well.) also, i keep getting up to get water and go to the bathroom, and i've realized that i never got over my fear of the dark. i have to turn lights on everywhere and run through dark spots because i have this image of a mix between freakshow from harold and kumar, and one of those crazy chain saw people from that movie with shaun from boy meets world, and he's going to kill me. well, only six hours to go until i have to wake up
i wish i had milk. eyb.