the words of an insomniac

its late. way too late to be blogging.
but here i am.

this is my first post and i dont know what to say. should i introduce myself or something?

nah. i'll just cut to the chase.

so.... i'm never really tired these days. well, except for when i need to be getting up. you know how life goes. its tricky like that. you never get what you want when you want it. you're lucky if you get it at all.

anyways. i'm starting to wonder if there's something wrong with me. or if i'm actually right when i joke about being an insomniac. i guess i dont really know exactly what is required to be one.

i just know its 2 in the morning and i'm not even tired. just like last night, and the night before. and... the night before that.

i think i could fall asleep at a decent hour if i just tried, but i cant seem to get myself to do that. i'd rather be watching a movie, or chatting with a friend, or... i dont know. watching another movie. haha. its like, i feel like i'm wasting time if i go to sleep. i'm missing out on the opportunity to be doing something fun.

maybe my sleeping schedule is just off. really really off. or maybe i'll grow out of it someday?