somnoreXia

it's like anorexia, but for sleep. not good, i know.
i heard more and more people are becoming somnorectic, for a variety of reasons- work, school, the need to overachieve, love. for me, it's weird- i am simply unwilling

just like this very moment as i press the keys. i do not want to sleep
minutes past midnight, making it a friday already

and it sucks 'cause i should. my classes start early tomorrow, i mean later, and i have rehearsals that bring me home at ten, just two hours before my desired sleeping time.

perhaps i'm just worried i might never wake up on time or never wake up at all. but these childish worries i overcome already. so perhaps i should just really sleep and count some sheep or whatnot, which sorta never works.

but before i do, let me share bits:
the blue revue [two weeks woohoo] cast's energy during rehearsals today was quite good. and it was cool to see everyone perky and cute. i have a few more lines left to memorize and i finally got the correct timing for "i guess this is goodbye..." earlier after my 11pm dinner. i still don't appreciate that song entitled "rent", so i'm going to listen to it over and over real soon so i could finally get it right.

fencing midterms turned out not to be so bad too. i got perfect for refereeing and a short deduction for my fencing skills. but it was not as sweaty. plus the whole tap dancing routine with cute music playing made it more bearable. [gotta tap dance next sem, tihee]

entered psychology class finally but missed a quiz on accounting. i keep praying
and it always helps

just like this very moment as i press the keys. i do not want to sleep
even if my body and the whole world seems to tell me i should

which brings me back to my do nothing philosophy. cool thing is it worked again today. i was supposed to be in makati straight after fencing midterms and so i changed clothes and stuff and waited for a ride. but along the way, i totally didn't feel like going and decided not to since andy's and ozy's free donuts [thanks mucho] plus blue revue rehearsals seemed more important. so i didn't, slightly regretting that i'd miss an opportunity to join trumpets stages. with a tinge of shame, i called ms chinky anyway to inform her that i'll miss the thingy.

lo and behold, the universe contrived once again- the vtr man was suddenly unavailable so if i did go, it would be pointless. they were totally okay i didn't go and told me i could go on any thursday i'm free, woohoo

i like it. doing nothing really works. trusting your gut, your instincts and crap. even if your friend or society or the world tells you otherwise. this is why democracy fails, the majority isn't always right. but for the sake of "less" chaotic world, the majority is followed.

just like this very moment as i press the keys. i do not want to sleep
but the rule of the majority prevails, and that includes sleeping

later

lisnin to "why we tell the story, why we tell the story..."
sortof readin my planner and this poem on somnorexia
feelin kinda good. i smile