Please ignore whatever you might read or think you read in the next fictive (kinda-sorta) post. I do enjoy fucking around with peoples minds, so please assume it's exactly what I'm doing, especially if something does make sense in there.
*Start Rant*
The sleeplessness prevails. It's not as screwed up any more, since I found a certain ritual of smoke-lay in bed for an hour - smoke - sleep, helps the matter a tad bit.
Although, it does take me 1.5 hours to fall asleep, I can now be asleep at 12 O'clock. Yay for me.
In all honesty, 8 hours isn't enough for me. It's really fucked up, I know, but it really isn't (huh? did I just contradict myself? damn... thank who ever invented proof reading). I need 25 hours of sleep per day. Or more. I'm not entirely sure what's the actual recommended dosage for a teen of 17 who is a nut-case (would you ever wear chains & loads of black on Valentines day and then find out it isn't the promised day at all? Hey, I like standing out when it comes to saying, life doesn't suck, but you do. So hahaha), but that's a different story altogether. Heh.
(You might have noticed I'm a little 'perky' today, just it while it lasts).
I've been to the doctors about the sleep (or rather, lack of it) issue. She refuses to let me panic like any other insomniac should.
She suggested stopping the use of the most common drug in israel, known also by the name of Coke, or Coca Cola. Heh, as if. Dream on bitch.
I've been promised a re-check on the matter in 3 months. Oh the agony of the wait. Oh gods! Please save my sorry ass from this hormonal body of a stupid teen-age female in distress (although, I was completely male the last time I checked, damn... I'm contradicting myself again).
I wonder though, why in the world am I still going to the children's doc, when I'm 17, almost a mature adult with the ability to vote (yet, who in his right mind would want to vote? All politicians suck, and I refuse to make a choice between shit head 1 and shit head 2.)
I should go to the general healer of the village next time. He's cooler, and I've been told he gives out lollipops if you don't cry.
And by village, I do not in any way mean Holon is a village, it isn't. It's a farm. albeit, a farm with many people, houses and even a miniature sky scraper or two wannabes, it's still a farm.
And if you don't get the point, I don't like it here much, although, I'm willing to reconsider under the threat of a big sum of money magically falling into my lap.
Another thing, did you ever notice that, the possibility of crossing Israel, through and through while wearing pink puppy slippers and a tutu of the same color, in less then a week, assuming you eat from time to time. isn't it just amazing? No? Thought so.
*End Rant*
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