Disclaimer: I keep having different thoughts all at once that i keep remembering from the weekend, so pardon the lack of fluency in this post :p i also apologise for the amount of complaining I'm about to do, but you'll soon understand.
The past few nights I've noticed it getting darker alot sooner than it has been, and with X Factor starting the weekend just past it's practically Christmas! I think it's best to not speak of last weekend any time soon :), anyway, what I set out to talk about was moths.
Now I'm not saying I'm scared of moths, because I aren't ~and I don't understand any reason to find the scary, or spiders for that matter~ although, I am sick of being woken up by them flapping around my room. Hitting themselves on the ceiling, bashing into the light, being attracted to my laptop screen etc... but I love to sleep with my window open on clear, fresh nights, when there's a bit of warmth outside with no breeze, it makes me prefer the nights to day. I would prefer nights to day if i didn't have to chase moths around until 2am, some too big to fit a coffee cup over! (I'm not one of these who kills them whenever they come into my space, i catch them in a glass and set them free, as I would with spiders).
After having aday of being overly fed up on sunday as a result of saturday night, I was hoping to have a nice sleep and try to forget everything and feel better on Monday morning, but that was not on my sister's day plan, I ended up waking up for 8am, from the selfishness of my wonderful "IM A TEENAGER" sister :| I was awoken from a deep sleep to find her stood at the side of me repeating my name until i woke up. I was too sleepy to be able to hear what she was saying, all i really heard was;
"CHLOE.... CHLOE... CHLOE!"
"WHAT COULD YOU POSSIBLY WANT?! WHAT"
"blah blah blah blah blah my phone"
"YOU'VE BEEN TOLD ABOUT WAKING ME UP ABOUT STUFF LIKE THIS, JUST GET AWAY FROM ME"
After being unable to sleep after trying for an hour i decided to give in and just go have breakfast and watch abit of TV. Pretty soon after i'd come downstairs the house phone was ringing and it was one of my sister's friends, so naturally i just took it straight up to her, just to find her asleep! AFTER WAKING ME UP, ANDME BEING UNABLE TO SLEEP AGAIN, SHE JUST WENT STRAIGHT BACK TO BED! Reason number 78 of why my sister frustrates me.
I' pretty sure this is my final word on this post, I'm finding it to be too long, but after 6 weeks of being in the house everyday with my Grandad, I would not be suprisd if I started compusivly eating boiled sweets, sprouting grey hairs, drinking tea and wanting to complain about everything. I am so sick of the compaining, i feel as though the life is being drained out of me.
Cup of tea deary?
537 words, mine was 840. with far superior formatting skillz, perhaps you could argue that your ending was better, and i'd struggle to protest.
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