Somewhere along the way February came along and forgot to inform me of its presence. This is a shame, really. I feel like we had a better connection than that. Then again, I've been so bogged down with work that I have been having waking hallucinations. Those are awesome when you're sitting through a lecture. Or waking up from a dead sleep because my equations for my Physics class cannot possibly be right, and I must fix them before I get another wink of sleep. If you can't tell, I'm having a hard time adjusting.

But there is good news on the horizon! I get to go have a sleep study done next week. That's right. Me, electrodes, and a sleep setting where someone will me stalking me as I try to naturally get some snoozes. I, for one, think this has disaster written all over it. Yes, the sleep deprivation over the past fifteen years has been killing me. Yet the idea of being watched like a rat in a maze does not put me in a sleeping mood. It puts me in a paranoid mood, and I need to take a Physics midterm right after. The crash and burn seems self-evident.

I do not want to look at the dim and gloomy side though. I want to look at the bright and shiny things in my life. I have my health (besides the whole sleep thing). I have my wits about me (except when I am stumbling around from lack of sleep). I have a family who loves me, and friends who shares awkward humor with me. These are things to revel in.

Also, I freaking won "Poetry Reviewer of the Month" on "It's Our Job To Shine Bright" ! Check out the shiny:



Nice, right? Nothing but good times ahead.