Saturday, January 28, 2006
Question Sleep
Question sleep. Not today, thanks *yawn*. I'm quite tired, but I myself am not a fan of sleeping, but I love dreaming. I love finding out what crazy drug-inspired (not really, but hey, I don't know what I'm taking) dream I'm gonna have during the night. I remember when I had a nightmare about the Smurfs. One nightmare which scared the crap out of me when I was young was when a train and a car chased me up a tree. I was young! And at that point, I was ill. But enough about dreams!
I've been up since 10 o'clock. I'm a very lazy sod. But it's better than my old habits of waking up at 2 o'clock in the afternoon. I've had all day to write my history essay and I've only done one tiny paragraph. That is, three sentences. I'm not handing it in like that. I just...can't get back to it somehow. I think it was my Dad's fault, because while researching and stuff, he presented a how to draw manga book. From then on, I haven't done any work at all. Most of the time I've been reading that book. I drew some pictures of manga girls too. One which I kinda liked was a cool goth-girl. She was ok, I guess. I'd show you, but I daren't cast my eyes on the horrible filth on that paper. Then I figured I just couldn't be bothered to draw manga anymore, then went back to...I don't know, I don't remember. I've been lacking Omega 3 for over 2 years. I've been against eating any sea creature ever since I watched SpongeBob for the first proper sit-down-and-watch-the-whole-episode time. Cartoons are my influence, as you can tell.
Now, I guess I must continue with my getting-nowhere history essay on suffragists and suffRAGEttes (nice way to tell them apart).
