Insomnia

I had a quiz today for which I put off studying until the last day, which was yesterday. And for some reason, I have the mind of a monkey last night, it just won't quit hopping from one random thought to another. It was terrible. I must have gotten into bed and gotten out like fifty times. This rarely happens to me. Sleep is like breathing to me, I never usually have to give it a second thought. But last night, I tossed and I flopped and I flipped myself like a pancake on a frying pan, and I snuggled deep, and I burrowed like a rabbit in my big red fluffy blanket and I counted, or tried to count from 1 to 100. I made it to about 50 and I got frustrated and I got up. But good thing is, each time I got up, I studied some more, so maybe my quiz grade will have benefitted overall from my insomnia.


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I kind of had a bad dream though. It involved a monster of some sort and it terrified me. I wish I can recall it more clearly now but damn that quiz, I woke up around 8:20 in a stupor. The quiz was at 9 AM. Of course, of course, of course. Oh Emily are you a character in a korean soap opera? Emily leaps out of bed cursing having overslept (original plan was to get up at 6 AM to study some more but going to sleep finally around 5:30 AM made it a little difficult) She then throws on some clothes, wraps her skinny neck in a long flowing purple scarf and pumps her legs to move as fast as she could to the school. Luckily I got to school when there were still seats available and I sat down, feeling tired and hungry and adrenaline-rushed. It's a very interesting state to be in, a little hyper-stretched, truth be told. I wish I could remember my dream, it was so fascinating, at least to me. I want to record it so that I could read it when I'm 80 and chuckle into my wrinkled hands and think, I once dreamt that? How funny. How amusing! Hee hee hee.