Tag Archive: sleep

Sleep Well?

I just woke up from an average night’s sleep. Not the worst night’s sleep or the best or even the longest that I’ve had in the past few days. My baby sister woke me up by climbing into the bed I’d fallen asleep in; she does a great starfish impression. She also: rolls over; punches the person closest to her (uh, me); insists said person hugs her, then refuses to be hugged; kicks said person; etc, etc. But, like I say, it wasn’t a bad night’s sleep.
I went to bed at about 10pm after falling asleep on MSN. It doesn’t matter that I fell asleep, however, because nobody seemed to want to talk to me. Thanks, guys.
I woke up at who knows what time when my sister climbed into bed with me and then didn’t get back to sleep for an hour or so. When I got back to sleep, I emerged from slumber at about 9am.
The two nights before, I got very little sleep; like, four hours each night or so. That may have been because I knew my darling Shaan-kun was sleeping below me and I didn’t really want to sleep through even a second of his visit; but I’ll talk about that in another post.


I went to sleep at something like 1am… I woke up at roughly 6:20am… I’ve been trying to get back to sleep ever since simply because I have nothing better to do, really, considering my phone is dying, it’s cold and I don’t normally get up in the holidays before, like, 11am. Bearing this in mind, I’m sure you can understand my frustration at not being able to get back to sleep. My eyes are fucking wide open and it’s pissing me off irritating me. I want to sleep… I wish I was a bear so I could go into hibernation, too… I’d sleep forever… Or at least until Winter ends…

Penny For Your Thought?

I’ve been getting really lazy with blogging. I keep meaning to blog about stuff while I’m out but then, when I get home, I collapse in a heap and am virtually dead to the world. I’m not dead to the virtual world, however, because I spend most of that time on MSN or replying to Facebook messages. Or Facebook pokes. The pokes are starting to bug me. No matter, I’ll just ignore them.
Right now, I should be sleeping… So I guess I’ll try and get back to that…

As the title suggests, I have been scratching myself in my sleep. I see a correlation between the weird dreams I’ve been having and the sleep scratching. I scratched myself twice in a row, in the same places. Both after I had weird dreams in which I didn’t act like myself. I wonder if I scratch myself during the period of REM that brings these dreams to life, so to speak. It’s a possibility, I guess.

So I couldn’t get to sleep. Seems to be a pattern lately. Instead of continuing the weary attempts, I decided to get up. I’m thinking a warm bath could help. We’ll see, eh?

I’m currently in refusal to take any form of painkillers so the headache I am having to endure is overwhelming. I almost gave in to my inner most desires and hunted down the mass of (mostly) painkillers within a handbag that I own. I know exactly where it is but I don’t want to take painkillers.
So to combat this massive headache, I’m going to go to sleep. Partly because of the headache, partly because I have nothing better to do right now. Well, I do but I’m not up to it. If you need me, don’t hesitate to text me. If you don’t have my number or lack credit, email me and I’ll get back to you.

This morning I woke up at 2:30am exactly and then again at 4:30am two hours later. All I could think to myself was “WTF?!” I haven’t a clue why I’ve been waking up at stupid times. I just know that I don’t need it today. Today, I actually want to sleep. I want to get up at about 8am so mum can cut my hair before I leave the house. I’d like to tell my sleeping pattern that I have a fucking life. But it seems intent on ruining that.
I want to visit my sister today in her new house that she’s been living in for a month or two only I haven’t seen it. It’s still new to me?
I’m also debating whether or not to go to the shop and pick up some things. The dilemma here is that I want to save what little money I have but I also need energy drink. If anyone can think of a solution, kindly let me know.
So… I’m gonna try and get back to sleep. If I haven’t slept by 8am, fuck it. I’ll get some fucking energy drink and hope I don’t fall asleep during the day.

P.S. I have an urge to stand outside in the freezing coldness of the morning and scream at something for an answer as to why my sleeping pattern fucking sucks. The telephone pole thinks something is waking me up. The lamp post hasn’t stopped laughing. Fml. Visiting hours start at 3pm. Don’t be late or they might not let you in.

Pancakes Don’t Eat Themselves

I keep waking up at roughly this time. And when I say “waking up” I mean being awake enough to blog. Not the pathetic half waking that normally happens to me that I barely even remember. Knowing me, I’ll go back to sleep and wake up at noon again…


I woke up too early this morning. I slept better last night though… Still not exactly amazingly or anything because of this stupid heat… I’m fine now though. Only problem being that I have to face my English teacher later. He took the books in to mark last lesson… And I hadn’t done the essay he set for homework… I tried, I honestly did try. But my mind was too preoccupied to think so anything I wrote wouldn’t have made sense. Ah well?

Don’t Think, Feel

I had a bad dream last night. It made me question a lot of things… I won’t write too much about it because I don’t remember much about it and I don’t want to talk about it either… But I’ll be fine. No worries. It was only a dream…