i really tried to sleep early yesterday because i was quite exhausted from x country and canoeing training. i turned in at 10.30, which is the earliest i've slept in 3 months. then at 1.20 am i was awoken by the sounds of the printer in my room. YES the printer. and its NOISY.
it turns out that my brother had decided to print some stuff at 1.20am in my room while i slept peacefully nearby. i was groggy so i shouted something at him and he just gave some crap reasons on why he needed to print his work at this freaking hour while i was sleeping and that it was MY fault that i was sleeping in that room. seriously, he seems so retarded sometimes why can't he print it in the MORNING when the sun comes up.
i tried going back to sleep when about 15 mins later he starts printing more stuff so i mumble stfu or something and try to go back to sleep but i ended up staring at the ceiling in a semi-conscious state for 2 whole hours feeling pissed at tired and the next thing i knew, my alarm clock was ringing. wtffff i didn't even feel like i had slept.
i stumbled through the whole day feeling dazed and confused. btw dazed and confused is a nice show.
went for another nightwalk to get back the documents. it was even more surreal this time because i was feeling super seh. the 5 minute walk felt like forever. and when i returned home, it was like coming back from some long holiday. cool. i swear i could've walked the whole night.
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