Hydrogen Kids.

I miss my friends, "food" and "sleep".

I went from 5am this morning to almost 4pm this afternoon, on 2 hours sleep, one cup of coffee, half a curried-egg sandwhich and one mandarin. I think that I deserve a medal. No wait, a trophy! No wait, a statue in my honour!! Or not.

On the bus coming home from school I collapsed into a little ball of sleep. It was awesome. I love my sleep almost as much as I hate coffee. :)

11.11 Make a wish.

I have demands. I don't want to make them though. Navy-coloured 'Ask-me'. Must I yell? And meanwhile 'nnoying boys make assumptions to make me scream. Why yes, 'tis longer?

How about now?

"Alack tis he; why he met even now mad as a vexed sea." - Cordelia (King Lear)

Hat painters and Painted hatters. I'll give you Mad!

Why must it always fall out in such disarray? Not making sense in the hours ahead.

See what lack of food and sleep results in? Hopefully this makes a U-ey in the near future and you cease to question the little sanity I value highly.

Noone cares. Oh! Woe is me. I don't care (what you think as long as it's about me.)

I just cross my fingers that it's good.

Sleep. Happyface.