It is currently 1:17. AM. And i've found, much to my dismay, that i cannot for the life of me get to sleep. Which is strange, because i haven't had any form of caffine or sugar in a while...>.> Unless there was something in dinner that mum wasn't telling me about... Normally, in a situation such as this, i'd happily open up a story and write but, for strange, unknown reasons, i have been compleately uninspired for the last week. Not just for writing either. I can't really be bothered doing -anything-. Quite annoying, especially when there are things that need doing. Like studing, per say. *thinks a moment* nah, not important! The fact that i have a physics exam tomorrow and have done hardly anything does -not- come into the matter. Am i making sence? No? Tough cookies.