The Next Day...
I finished the essay on time, but didn't sleep at all. Ok
that's a slight lie since I had a thirty minute power nap at 2 a.m., but after
that no sleep. It was familiar but insane. I became so frustrated with writing
that I actually did some laundry at four in the morning. It was nice that no
one else was there to use the washing machine, but it was still crazy. Well I
felt like a champ when I entered that classroom and slapped my paper on my
teacher's desk. I then prepared to do a Rocky pose and screamed,
"yeah!!!!" at the top of my lungs. In reality I quietly handed my
teacher my paper and slid into my desk. It was when class started that I
noticed the world seemed different. Oh boy, here comes the real insanity.
Laughter is supposed to be the best medicine, not when it's manic laughter that
causes everyone to think that you're tripping on acid. Is it bad that music
doesn’t stop playing in my head? No that's normal. So is smiling, smiling is
very normal. So normal that when I do it all the time no one will even noticed
that I'm there. Huh, my teacher looks like a coffee bean. A coffee bean with
pilgrim shoes. And my left arm has a frog on it. OMG how could I have not
noticed this before? Those freckles are totally its eyes and that skin is his
body. Hey there mister frog, no wait. You're not a frog...you're a bulbasaur!
Only your bulb is underneath your belly. Hmmm a bulbunsaur! Ha ha the world is
so funny this way. Wait, I have to stay awake until seven thirty or whenever I
return home? That's nothing it i-s d-e-f-i-n-i-t-e-l-y n-o-t s -l -o -w -i -n -g d - o - w - n...crap. Stay awake Mary. Happy
thoughts, just happy thoughts. Alexis good thing that you are so adorable. I'll
read you this storybook because you are so cute. I want a nap, an eternal
hibernation from this world. Finished, bus, home, shoes, bed. Why hello Blackhawks
blanket, you sure look dapper today. I'm going to snuggle under you and
just...close...my...zzzzz.
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