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?
At least my birthday isn’t on the most depressing day of the year, but it’s not like this birthday is very special.
My parents are Asian parents who are cheap. Really cheap.
In the past few years, they’ve developed a “It’s your birthday, let’s go somewhere special!”-thing. But they don’t really go anywhere interesting. In fact, they decide, always, to pick somewhere we go every week. It’s like saying that on a special occasion, a student should go to their normal classes to celebrate.
Their argument is that they spent money. So? You didn’t spend any more than if it was a regular day.
My parents have spent more money going to a restaurant on a whim than on special occasions.
Right now, we’re arguing on where we should go for dinner, with my parents rejecting every idea that’s not “Let’s just get take-out from the regular place.”
Lately, I’ve been snooping around Glitter to see other people’s personal websites. I want to see what others put on their “About Me” pages and “For Visitors” pages. Unfortunately, it seems that they are either ridiculously uncreative to the point of have their ‘original and made by them’ smiles and wallpapers looking exactly of same, or they’ve copied those from a higher-up source.
I think the latter is more likely.
OH NO, you must be thinking. It’s another blog entry of someone’s that’s composed of an unoriginal rant on how everyone else are stupid plagiarizers and copyright-killers and how I hope that everyone should rot in hell! No! This entry comes with an incredibly boring story. Yes!
This reminds me of when I was marking off homework for a teacher. It seemed that all three classes (30 students each) had only about 25 original homework pages between them. There were bunches of about three’s (sometimes even five sheets of homework) that strangely, had all the same answers on it. Hell, the little diagrams were traced off of each other.
It was strangely obvious what with the pages each being in order of their little homework copies together. It almost made me think that they sat in the same desk groups swapping papers. I mean, they even copied each other’s spelling and grammar mistakes.