2003-02-10 - 11:34 a.m. -
What is this 'sleep' you speak of?
Life is crazy. So the outside is covered in snow but the snow on the roads has melted and I have yet to go to a class today for reasons other than that. I went home from Sean's last night and I went to bed only I closed my eyes and nothing happened. I lay there with closed eyes and pictures racing across the backs of my lids and I never did go to sleep. Slowly the clock changed from midnight to 1 to 2 to 3 and finally it was 6 and I still had not slept, though I'd watched many battles and friendly exchanges behind my eyelids. When I realized it was 6 am and I was supposed to wake in two hours and then go to 5 classes I got a little weary and started crying uncontrollably. My parents put me in their room, had me take an Ambien, and I went to sleep. I should probably go back to sleep now. I should probably go to my English class. I hate this. I've now missed four days of classes and only gone to 4 or 5 days and I have four tests on Friday. Heaven help me. I want to cry. I want to get out of Lipscomb now, without losing several thousand dollars. Ugh. There is still one class I can go to, the one with the strictest attendance policy. I don't know if I can make myself do it. Life is a bitch sometimes.
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