Slice of Life

I'm tired.  I'm sitting here and it's nearly 2 in the morning and I'm eating jellybeans.  They are not even GOOD jellybeans.  I don't even understand why I'm awake and on the computer right now.  I should probably go to sleep.  You ever have one of those nights where it is impossible to go to sleep?  Like you are just either really hyper, or maybe it's too hot, and it's uncomfortable?  That happens to me every other day.  And then when I finally do fall asleep, I end up waking up every 30 mintues and then taking another 30 minutes to fall asleep again. 

I don't want to go to sleep because if I go to sleep, it's pretty much a given that 'll have to wake up.  And I hate waking up.  Oh boy you don'tunderstand how much I hate waking up.  Does anyone like waking up? By waking up I don't mean sleeping till 12 and then getting up to the sound of birds chirping and sunshine pouring through your window.  I'm thinking more like it's 6:05 and it's still dark outside, and cold as fiddly.  This is my life.  This is me everyday except Sunday, up and at 'em before dawn. It's awesome...except not really. 

Alarm clocks suck.  Let me tell you about my particular brand of suckage. It's a Disney alarm clock - I know, you don't have to say it, I'm a loser.  It's even shaped like a castle and it has all the Disney Princesses on there and stuff.  One of the towers of thecastle lights up and blinks starry lights.  It's sad, but it's the onlything that gets me up in the morning.  That and I'm too lazy to go out and find another one that works half as well.  How it looks isn't the worst part, though.  Instead of just an obnoxious beeping sound that most alarm clocks make, my alarm clock makes this really loud obnoxious Disney tune that you can't wait to shut off as soon as it comes on.  I guess that's why it's such a darn good alarm clock.  I could be sleeping but if it started ringing in the next room, I would be up and out of my bed in five seconds to stop that hideous sound. 

Why do I always eat the black jellybean when I know I'm not gonna like it?? I do it every time!!!

So waking up with alarm clocks sucks, and having someone human wake me up is out of the question.  When my mom used to wake me up (high school, goodtimes), since my room is upstairs, she would just stand at the foot of the stairs and call me repeatedly.  And since this method usually solicited a tired grunt from me, my mom, satisfied that I was awake, wouldgo back to her lair- I mean, room.  But after a while my mom realized that after I mumbled something to show that I was awake I quickly fell back to sleep, resulting in latenesess (?) of epic proportions.  From then on my mom would still call me, but instead of just leaving me after my okay, she waited until I got up and turned on the light.  This obviously was a fool-proof plan, as I had to be awakened by both the trek across the room and then the blinding lights.  This actually worked for a while, but my superior brain finally figured out a way to sleep some more.  What happened was my mom called me, I woke up, told her I was awake, shuffled to the light switch with my blanket around me, and closed my eyes, turned on the light and then stumbled back into my bed, off to sleepyland.  So as you can tell, some more lateness ensued.

I wasn't about to let my sister wake me up, she will actually stand over me, call me, pull my bed sheets off, roll me off the bed, she will do anything-and everything to wake me up. She knows when I have to be awake and cares more if I'm late than even I do.  My brother would be the one to dump a bottle of water over my head or threaten to cut my hair off if I don't get up, summat like that. 

Alarm clocks as sucky as they are, are my only option.  Phone  and IPod alarms never are loud enough, and alarm clock radios only make me sleepier with the white noise and stuff. 

And that's the history of my Disney Princess Alarm Clock.  Man I really have to get to sleep.  But I've been eating these jelly beans and drinking bottle after bottle of water so I am guaranteed some late night potty trips.  And leaving you with that pleasant thought-

goodnightall,

suzanna