...NOTHING.
It's currently 10:22 pm, meaning that at some time in the near future I will have to switch off my beloved computer, pack away my overused textbooks, abandon my gargantuan to-do list, and go lie in bed DOING NOTHING for the next seven or eight hours so that I can get up and do the same things I do every day, tomorrow morning. How pointless is that. I can't DO anything constructive during my sleep, except concoct weird dreams that scare me so much I wake up and can't go back to sleep, like that recurring nightmare that I get demoted into remedial classes. That's right, not only do I study in my waking hours, but I even dream about school.
I could be doing actual productive things with my sleeping time if I wasn't busy being asleep. In seven hours, I could finish that damn maths exercise I've been stuck on, history homework, study stuff, vacuum my floor, call a few people, re-organise my wardrobe, and raise my bimbo's IQ by sending her to the library every half hour. Instead of doing all of these wonderful and intellectually stimulating things, I am sitting here blogging about it. If I didn't need to sleep, I wouldn't need to blog. Actually maybe sleep isn't the problem at all. Maybe it's blogging. Sorry.
Goodnight blog!
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