Ahh!

Mmm...it's five in the morning.

I haven't gone to sleep yet :)

I don't have volunteering until one though, so it should be okay. I don't sleep much. I've got the bags until my blue eyes to prove it. I'm really a night person. I can't get anything done in the morning, and in the afternoon I'm just warming up. Night (and early morning) is when I do everything, like homework, or clean my room, and work on my stories. That's what I do mostly when I pull all nighters like this- write and work on my stories. Oh, and blog, like I am now.

Forgive me in advance if my late night/early morning, sleepless rants sound a bit too...emotional at times. At this time, when the house is quiet and dark, and the rest of the world is sleeping (well, not the whole world right now, I suppose. It's already eight in Ohio) I think about stuff deeply. Everything, my whole life, past and present. Especially past. Combine that with 24-hours of no sleep and you get one of two things- a hyped up, way-too-happy-to-be-up-at-this-time and laughing hysterically at nothing being, or a irritable, emotional, crying mess of a girl who will spend hours laying awake in bed thinking about how things in her past (or present) could have been different if only she'd not done that one thing...

Anywho, I've discovered I either turn into one of those, and it will that throughout the rest of the day until I finally do go to sleep. Right now, I do believe I'm the first one. Which is good, because I hate thinking and crying about my past. It's ridiculous, really. I mean, I can't change it. Life moves on. But my heart seems to have trouble letting it go. Well, at least certain things. Oh well. I just have to deal.

Blahhhh.

Well, I'm hungry. So I'm going to go get some cheese or something. I will talk to you later, maybe after catching a few hours of sleep. We'll see.

kaythxbye(: