(I know, this post makes me out to be a real a-hole, but it was such a strange, negative experience that I felt I should excrete it somewhere... It's therapeutic in a way. And now my sister's being nice to me so that about wraps it up for my sanity...)
I'm cracking. Something (I'll just say, whatever god decides what happens in the physical realm) does not want me to sleep or meditate in any way. Last night, I took a benadryl, which usually knocks me out (and prevents allergic reactions as the cat now sleeps on my bed), and successfully passed out. Minutes before I fell asleep, I heard my sister announce that her friends were coming over (this was at midnight) and when she saw that my lights were out she muttered "stupid ass" (earlier in the day I heard her telling her ex-boyfriend from Atlanta, who is a total jackass, that her and her new boyfriend made fun of me after smoking me out the other day which really pissed me off). Not 2 hours later, her and her boyfriend are in the room above me (my room has no door) watching asinine movies and talking and kissing as loud as they possibly can, and I am now wide awake and nearly vomiting from how awful the situation was. My body was unwilling to move and still dead tired, my lymph nodes were swollen and aching from allergic reaction, my jaw ached (from what I think is TMJ) and there were two assholes above me intentionally making as much noise as possible to make sure I wasn't going to sleep at all for the next 3 hours. So, I am nearly suicidal from how fucking stupid the situation is, but I caught this quote from the movie they were watching, "Dewey Cox" (a horrible movie):
"Gonna cut my brother in half"
Why does this theme keep popping up?
I am awake from 1:30 in the morning until 9 in the morning, just laying there unable to do anything. They went to bed at around 4 in the morning but my sister decided to come back downstairs just as I was falling asleep to sit in the room above me and cough her ass off (probably the most irritating noise in the world) for no reason I can think of (she wasn't watching tv or talking on the phone, why was she in there?). I finally fell asleep after 4 hours of silence at 9 o'clock in the morning, and had some weird dreams about going to brazil and playing football or something. But wait, there's more! I am awakened again by these two people, once again they're just vapidly "communicating" to each other and making food in the kitchen. I didn't want to know what time it was, but when I did look, I got very pissed off. It was 12:30. A few mutterings of "twat waffle" and other insanely rabid insults (just loud enough for those bastards to hear) later and I am wide awake again, here typing now.
What a fucked up night and morning... Synchronicity doesn't like me today. It seemed far too coincidental how everything kept coming in succession and stopping me from falling asleep throughout the night. Pretty hellish if you ask me.
Beastie Boys - No Sleep Til Brooklyn
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