....I am STILL awake.

No, I don't feel good even after venting out my anger.

I STILL feel like a zombie.

I probably walk like one too. I don't know. Maybe, just maybe. Actually, I hope not.

Please excuse the incoherent, incongruous and the so not perspicuous psycho babble.


I think I'm sleep-blogging; you know, like sleep walking..sleep blogging?! Maybe, i'm! I wouldn't know.


Before, I had the capability to consume a lot of caffeine, sleep at noon, and still get sound sleep during the night.

*Sigh*

That was eons ago.

No, actually, I was that *talented* even a few weeks back.

I've lost it now

Maybe forever>??

I don't know.


YUCK!


If i ever read this post after I get back to my old sleeping ways (If I ever do, that is), I would hate myself for having posted something as lousy as this.


Reader, thanks for the patience. Now, go, get some sleep. Don't sleep read.

-The insomniac.

:(

This is what happens when sleep deprivation strikes.

Blogging at 5:17 a.m.

I woke up at 2:47 a.m. for reasons that fail to justify this act.

It's hopeless.

It's going from bad to worse.

I haven't been sleeping in the afternoons either.

I haven't been consuming caffeine either, which otherwise would have probably been the reason for sleep deprivation.

I have been sleeping at 11 p.m. these days, and finding my eyes open exactly at 3 a.m.

I need rest.

I don't wanna fall ill.


I want to sleeeeeeeeeep.


The only problem is that I'm not able to do the same.


It's a hopeless feeling.


I get up at 3 and watch TV everyday.


Amazingly, I studied a little this morning.


Wasn't effective. Nada. I couldn't concentrate.

My friends (who get up at 9 or 10 or 11 or..whatever. they get ENOUGH sleep) think I'm crazy.

I think I am going crazy.


It's depressing.

I hate typing like this.

I feel like a zombie.

I AM a zombie.

ARRRGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!


Sound sleep, where are you?

Where ever you are, PLEASE come back to me.


Reader, sleep tight.

-The insomniac.