Im Not Down

Still awake...

All nighter last night, not that it was a pre meditated decision or anything, just happened once again as my insomnia took over.....Ew, theres a weird bug on Russel Brands autobiography *Proceeds to smash it to death with a new unread book received for Christmas titled "Puccini's Ghosts", if you have read it and think it's not worth the read, let me know*Now where was i, ah yes no sleep and me writing this at 6.25 am. it's rather nice watching the sun come up but mind you it's much nicer when the weather isn't as ghastly as this. To me there is something disturbingly peaceful about the wee hours of the morning. It's so quite that i was almost petrified to get my daily morning(well, usualy for me midday) fix of breakie juice, (as coffee doesn't agree with my taste buds) because i thought i would wake the whole house up, though me getting a drink or something when everyone is asleep late at night, I'm fine well most likely because i often do so and i am a night owl so I'm more used to the stillness of the night. to be honest I'm More scared of the early hours of morning then the dark hours of night. most likely because when I'm usually waking up the world has woken up and has proceeded to live their lives but at this hour when the majority is still asleep yet the sun is up, it scares me to look outside. i think things like, was there a bomb last night that killed everyone but me? hello, where is the world?

i don't really know why I'm writing all this, just feel like too many random thoughts have been bouncing around all night i guess, i think just the way a city or suburb can be so alive at certain times then so dead the next. ok, I'm going to go indulge my mind now by reading Frankie magazines and The Perks Of Being A Wallflower (again! =]), while listening to Phoenix and the Dirty projectors. yeah random blog post indeed......adios!