i could never see how some people can just sleep on the cue and not wake up for another...well, for a long while. i most that i could ever get out of myself in bed would be 6 hours [though there've been times when i've slept in and actually gotten somewhere], and the least that i can live on is probably 4 hours. is it unhealthy? i think so, but...i don't know...call it some strange belief, but i'd rather live my life awake than sleeping, if if i'm not doing anything. but if i nod off to sleep while attempting to do something drastically different and life-affirming, then at least it can be understood that i was trying to do something for the greater good. i never really knew what feeling tired about was until i went to college. i actually felt drained sometimes...laggy, with that light-headed feeling that made you close your eyes. i think it's been with me ever since. sleepy habits through school were pretty alright. sleep at 11-ish, wake up at about 6. college was more or less the same. these days, i'm lucky if i can even follow some sort of regular schedule of slumber. my sleeping patterns are erratic...it's good to know that i'm not the only one. but i guess it comes down to fun living. i mean, going to someone's house up to about 5 in the morning and coming home at dawn does pose some problems, no? maybe i should cut down on it...naaaah.

i'm feeling quite weird right now. i woke up to a cold morning, and my...erm...ribs?...lungs?...seem to ache a bit. it'd probably pass, but it's got me scared. a full night exposed to a very, very quick fan is worrying. sooner or later, something's probably going to happen...remind me to get some sheets. then again, i sleep on the couch all the time...is it really feasible? i wish i had a new sofa...at least a sofa bed. if my dad does come back from chinese new year, i've got to beg him for one. those things are just cool...the stylish side of single living and bumliness. people wonder how i can sleep on a couch...well, it's a couch that i've always fallen into during the years...it's a matter of plopping down on it and going out like a light. it helps if there's norah jones on the player...something to wipe you out completely. and i'm not saying that her music is boring; if it was i would never have bought it...it's just that it's the best source of relaxation after a long day. mmm...oh, well.

yesterday's bitterness has been replaced by the anticipation of a good day. 2 hours of class, a discussion about men and flowers are sure to follow. i just hope that my uncle wakes up in time to buy lunch and bring the car home to me [he sleeps like a pig, though rather erratically]. my longest time without sleep has probably been 36 hours...i pulled that in brazil a couple of times, but i've never been able to beat it. oh, well, one of these days, i guess.

in the meantime...