no words can be found to describe how frustrating i feel right now. it seems to me that sleeping is a chore instead of a pleasure.
My wish list this moment is that a bottle of sleeping pills will just POP right next to me, and i can get back to my beauty sleep.
enough about sleeping. No, wait, i have just lost count of my sleeping hours. how can i get enough about sleeping?
i am having more and more injuries on my hand. i start counting my injury this morning on my body and i got freak out. i think someone is pinching me when i am asleep :)) nah, just kidding. all i can blame is my clumsiness on doing things. and not surprisingly, all my injury, i get it from my workplace on sat and Sunday.
okay. i just came to blog to complain about sleeping. and i am done.
