Send Me The Moon

It's 12:33AM.
I know I'm really going to regret being up right now when my body is aching for sleep tomorrow during math, but I can't help it.
I can't sleep.  Worst feeling ever.
You know when you have too many things on your mind that it's impossible to forget about it for at least 30 minutes just to give you time to fall asleep?  This is the situation at the present moment.
I have looked up insomnia, and apparently, I have a mild case of it.
Huh, well that's shitty.

The other day I was up until 4 working on an English comparison essay (of course) and I was so tired, and I remember having facebook open, which was no help, and only 3 people were on, but two of them I've never talked to before and the other was someone I'm too ashamed to talk to anymore cause of everything we've been through, so having someone talk me through the painful process was not an option at that point.  I thankfully finished, and woke up 3 hours later to miss my bus.
Typical.

It's now 12:56AM.  Has it really taken me 20 minutes to write this post?
That's a little embarrassing!

Closing time - time for you to go back to the places you will be from

Well, This Is Embarrassing...

  For some reason I have the urge to drink coffee. I hate coffee.  Why I have this sudden urge, I could not tell you. It's so bitter and whatnot, but that's why I crave it!  And it's absolutely freezing in my house, and a nice warm coffee would definitely do the trick.  My house doesn't even own coffee.  My parents always go to Timmies to get their daily dose of caffeine.  But Timmies is too far of a walk, and I don't have my G1 yet.

  There's another thing; I don't have my G1 yet.  I've had a whole year to go do that, and all it is is a simple test.  That's it!  No getting in a car and having to drive around Guelph with a Middle Eastern man who hardly speaks a word of English, just a written-on-paper test that is (apparently) easy to pass.  My boyfriend said as soon as he gets his G2 he's driving me to get my G1.  I hope he does, cause I don't think I'm going to get it any sooner.

  GOO GOO GA GA I'm so cold.  I am currently wearing leggings, woolly socks, track pants, slippers, long sleeve shirt, massive sweater, and mittens.  Oh, and I'm inside my house.  My dad believes in saving energy, you see. We've been doing this "One Tonne Challenge" (oh jeez, don't even get me started on that) thing since I was in grade 6.  All I can remember of it is the commercial with Rick Mercer saying, "Can you take the One Tonne Challenge?".  To answer your question, Rick, yes, I can.  But I'd have to say it's bloody damn cold.

  Look at me ranting.  I'll stop for your sake.