Wednesday, February 10, 2010

Home, A Getaway?

Hadn't had any sleep last night, which makes me super tired right now. Yeap, I've landed and am safely home. As at this moment, I am getting real comfortable on my bed. My eyelids are getting really heavy, but I just can't sleep. Well, one reason is that I have to help my Dad around the house. Not much time left for spring cleaning.

Yet, I wish I could just doze off a little while now. Just catch some power nap, or so. Whatever. I need not be so zombie-ish like now. Works will probably start as soon as Dad comes home from car wash. Gosh!

It was nothing unusual that I always am not able to sleep well a day before traveling. But this is by far the worst. Not even an hour sleep the whole night through?! You gotta be kidding me.

No thanks to you. Yes, you. I'm blaming it all on you. Say what you want, but I'm bitching. Each time I close my eyes, I'm getting a little more pissed off than the last. I couldn't believe you did what you did. I can't be alright. It was a whole crappy night. Heck. Stupid stupid stupid. How foolish of me. I question your priority.
And no, I don't wanna talk about it. At least not now. I'm probably sorry you have to read it here, but I doubt you'd know what it was all about anyway. Sigh.

Could being home right now meant the perfect getaway for me? This was supposedly a really happy moment for me. But...it got ruined once again. I'm so sick of you.

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