Insomnia

Its the middle of the night, and I'm wide awake. I couldn't sleep, and blogging has become the same kind of addiction which it was me before. Or, it could be that I'm just plain bored. But, whatever. We'll go with the blogging-is-my-addiction story; it has a better feel to it.
Time seems to have frozen, and come to a stand-still. That might be due to the fact that my wall-clock has stopped due to the power of the cells being used up.
People had been going on and on all day about the heat wave, and how it was so deadly hot outside. It sure doesn't feel THAT hot to me. Kudos to my air-conditioner for doing a pretty good job.
Sleeping doesn't feel like a good idea. The idea of nightmares is dominant on my mind. I plan to completely exhaust myself before finally sleeping so I can have a dream-less sleep.
The morning will bring with itself Friday morning, and Rebecca Black has to come in the same sentence with Friday. Listening to Rebecca Black's Friday on a Friday is a must. She promises fun, fun, fun, fun for the weekend! So 'lookin forward to the week-end, week-end'.