I’m agnostic. But I do think about God sometimes. Theories and stupid stuff, which is supposedly why I was so good for Christian club last year. And no, I wasn’t Christian then, either.
Introduction to my damning-myself-ing entry aside, my thoughts on prayers. Condensed.
I’ve mentioned before the incredibly racist nature of my former middle school. It’s a pretty gangsta school, and everyone really is separated by race, however sometimes unconsciously.
High school is different.
I shall say that trying to sleep for three minutes and then deciding that you cannot sleep any longer is useless.
There have been times when I’ve stayed up the whole night; deciding that I cannot sleep any longer after the first two hours. If I don’t sleep, trying gets me into a trance where time passes oh so slowly, but seems short the day after. And my parents would murder if I get up to watch TV. It takes me two hours to get to sleep on a summer day. Minimum. Anger does not deter sleep if I am really that tired.
School days are me fighting off sleep deprivation, on the other hand.
Just try to sleep?
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