Oh, 11:46, how I loathe you right now. Perhaps it isn't you fault-in fact, it isn't at all-but all mine. I crashed in my bed after my 2:00 class and am now just waking up. How lucky for me, this will start another night of "yay! I'm awake!" feelings.
This is the 4th or 5th night that this has happened. I don't know what it is, maybe it's just Wise, but I love being awake at night here. 11:00 PM has turned into my 9 AM and I love to be awake and doing stuff last in the evening. Maybe it's because I know hardly anyone who is awake so I'm not distracted. This does not seem like much of a problem until you remember one small detail in my life-I am a college student. As much as I'm sure the professors would love it, they do not teach classes on my schedule. No. They teach classes on normal time. Day time. Who likes that anyway?
I feel like an owl or a raccoon. The night time excites me. The night time is full of the promise of the unknown. As the sun starts to rise, I feel myself wanting to hide. Maybe I can spin it to make me seem mysterious, like the sun makes my imperfections known and I want to hide them-but I'm not that mysterious, sadly.
Luckily, since I have nobody here to distract me, I'll be able to curl back into bed, perhaps with When Harry Met Sally or Breakfast at Tiffany's, and have some me time. Since I've been so sick lately, I could use a good rest night.
However, I'm starving. And since we're in Wise, there are two options for starving folks at night-Taco Bell and Huddle House. Hmm. Not really feeling either of those options. As I look around my little room, I finally see my dinner...a tomato and avocado salad, a caramel rice cake, and, if I'm feeling really into it, perhaps some chewy chips ahoy cookies.
Aren't you jealous of the nocturnal night now?
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