Sleepless Night

If you see a blog update at unearthly hours of the morning like this, chances are that I have not gone to bed yet. But what are the odds, right? Judging by the fact that this woman here sleeps like a log and doesn't wake up until Hiroshima and Nagasaki tries to pick up their lives up after the deadly bomb.

Remember I mentioned that classes once a week isn't good? It still isn't. Because it has caused me to stay at home most of the time, the air-conditioner has to be switched on to cool the room down. Electricity bill doubled. The past few months' weather wasn't much of a help either.

Last night I told HRH that this lethargic body wouldn't be able to go for RPM. It's true.

So off to bed early I went. Woke up almost every hour to find my whole body covered in salt water. If you thought it's pee, I'll salute you.

Tried to get back to sleep. As soon as I was at the starting point of drifting to bed, this bloody car alarm starts making its presence heard.

Yes, we get you. You're a car! You want to be driven around! We hear you! No one cares if you're pimped up or not. Just get some rest and stop whining like a baby.

ZOMG BROKE BREAK BREAKING BROKEN NEWS!

As a soon as the fullstop (enlarged in red for you to see) was typed. That pimp of a car shut up.

ZOMG BROKE BREAK BREAKING BROKEN NEWS!

It bising-ed again. -.-

So yeah, this can enter my book of records.

Chloe wakes up at 4am after sleeping for 3 hours. Insomnia?

Cuzzie noticed my 'hand-drawn marker pen eyebags'.

Exact words were 'OMG WHAT HAPPENED TO YOUR EYES?! Literally looks like someone used marker pen and scribbled some eyebags under your eyes!'

Hmm... maybe I had too much white board marker to play with? =/