Exterminate.

Slept at 2. Woke up at 3:30. 1 hour and 30 minute nap. I don't fuckin get it. My sleep is fucked up.

And I had a dream already. I think it was fucked up, I just get that feeling. Why'd I wake up? The computer started making noise, stupid AIM, but I was awake before that. Kinda between sleep and wake thinking about something. Then when I heard the sound I was aware that I was awake.

Pills. Or. Alcohol. To put me to bed. Because I can now. Haha. Yeah, I can now.

And sorry I was so moody today. I was perfectly fine the whole day then we dropped my dad off, and I dunno. You ever get grumpy out of nowhere, but when you're grumpy, you know it's not the right time to be, and you know you should snap out of it or else you'll bring it down, but then you try then the moment passes and I guess you're automatically GRUMPY or else you try to snap out of it and you're just then SCHIZOPHRENIC or WAY MOODY. The moment passed.

I don't think I'm that sleepy anymore. Stupid fourth of July. So I haven't been liking holidays lately. Oh well...

If I don't sleep I hope I'm awake to watch all 4 episodes of Saved By the Bell on in the mornings. Wait, two of which I have to probably miss to bring my sister to work. Then dumb Dawson's Creek.

P.S. This Making the Band show is ridiculous.