Other desirable mishaps before sleep (you wouldn't want to know)
Dance like no one's watching.
Last night, I did. My twin was using the computer, playing Rihanna's "Umbrella" incessantly (haha). Ate May just went to bed and Kuya was glued on the telly in the family room watching Voltes Five. I had nothing to do. So I danced! (yes I did). Like nobody's watching...well, except for my sister and maybe phoebe who had been tossing and turning in her sleep.
I enjoyed it. That whole mtv production of mine. With the wind from the electric fan blowing through my hair. I couldn't even emulate Ne-yo's dance moves but I think I did pretty well imitating Aguilera's Candyman moves.
Yes, I do pathetic, crazy, even downright bizarre things sometimes. You should have been there.. grin.
Before dancing, I sang too. I found these old lyrics from my box (I used to collect song lyrics I liked). There were church songs, songs mostly from the dreamsounds album and I even had Elton John's "Your Song" and Bread's "Diary"!!--the good oldies. They have always captured my heart.
Bedtime. My twin and I just realized that we had no blanket. We slept in my parents' room the night before and we left our blanket there. Sloth struck. Nobody wanted to get any blanket from anybody's room; but we have been used to sleeping with a blanket!-- (to be read like a little child complaining :p). So we agreed we'll just put on pajamas. That way we'll get our legs covered. So we did. I had on my HS jogging pants. Then we turned the light off.
I couldn't sleep still. My legs were covered but my feet weren't. For some reason my feet felt cold and I wished I had a blanket. After nearly ten minutes of drooling over a blanket in the dark, I got up, turned the light on and put on a pair of white socks. I just had to.
Now that felt better. I would go through that entire cover-up-my-whole-body wardrobe If I had to. Why didn't we get a blanket in the first place? Why didn't I just get one?
I don't know. It's a mystery. :)
I went to sleep. In comfort. Even without the blanket.
I went to sleep. Wearing my HS jogging pants, my mum's badminton shirt and a pair of white socks.
I went to sleep. Thinking about whether Jeffrey Sebelia would make it to the Olympus fashion week and half-hoping that Blake wins this year's season of American Idol.
Last night, I did. My twin was using the computer, playing Rihanna's "Umbrella" incessantly (haha). Ate May just went to bed and Kuya was glued on the telly in the family room watching Voltes Five. I had nothing to do. So I danced! (yes I did). Like nobody's watching...well, except for my sister and maybe phoebe who had been tossing and turning in her sleep.
I enjoyed it. That whole mtv production of mine. With the wind from the electric fan blowing through my hair. I couldn't even emulate Ne-yo's dance moves but I think I did pretty well imitating Aguilera's Candyman moves.
Yes, I do pathetic, crazy, even downright bizarre things sometimes. You should have been there.. grin.
Before dancing, I sang too. I found these old lyrics from my box (I used to collect song lyrics I liked). There were church songs, songs mostly from the dreamsounds album and I even had Elton John's "Your Song" and Bread's "Diary"!!--the good oldies. They have always captured my heart.
Bedtime. My twin and I just realized that we had no blanket. We slept in my parents' room the night before and we left our blanket there. Sloth struck. Nobody wanted to get any blanket from anybody's room; but we have been used to sleeping with a blanket!-- (to be read like a little child complaining :p). So we agreed we'll just put on pajamas. That way we'll get our legs covered. So we did. I had on my HS jogging pants. Then we turned the light off.
I couldn't sleep still. My legs were covered but my feet weren't. For some reason my feet felt cold and I wished I had a blanket. After nearly ten minutes of drooling over a blanket in the dark, I got up, turned the light on and put on a pair of white socks. I just had to.
Now that felt better. I would go through that entire cover-up-my-whole-body wardrobe If I had to. Why didn't we get a blanket in the first place? Why didn't I just get one?
I don't know. It's a mystery. :)
I went to sleep. In comfort. Even without the blanket.
I went to sleep. Wearing my HS jogging pants, my mum's badminton shirt and a pair of white socks.
I went to sleep. Thinking about whether Jeffrey Sebelia would make it to the Olympus fashion week and half-hoping that Blake wins this year's season of American Idol.
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