Sleeping Like a Normal Person
Is this out of place to be writing in my Diary at such an early hour of the morn, out of context you might think. Well, maybe I haven’t been to sleep yet and you can probably assume that because I haven’t written until this hour. Well, you would be wrong and miraculously I went to sleep earlier last night at around 2:00 a.m. and this morning my eyes permitted me to see once again at 9:30 a.m. So, could this become continuous once more, could my sleeping habits of nocturnal nature be under control.
Why I Slept So Well
Since I was always looking for an answer to find the reason for me waking up so early last time (The contributing factors) I’m going to try and elaborate the same symptoms that led to my early sleep. Well, to start off I have been recalling a lot more dreams these past couple of days and that obviously means I’ve been in a much deeper sleep than before.
My next fact is to mention that I have been getting better sleep because of the new sheet that I’ve fitted to my bed so this statement and the last go hand in hand. Then there’s my last meal last night which was a fish sandwich which would have made me drowsy because of the protein and tryptophan content within. The main contributing factor is the fact that Lyssa came over last night and we endured sexual acts in which I had the opportunity to fulfill my manly needs.
Because of this extra enjoyment for me I got tired as I usually would and I could only sustain being awake for two more hours before I dropped head to the pillow. Intimidated I was by those earlier hours that stared me in my face looking upon me to sleep but that intimidation was short lived and thus, I drifted off.
Now I have much to tell beginning from Ralf’s birthday night in the City that I am yet to elaborate upon and now, Lyssa’s coming over to my house for Sunday night, not sleeping over but getting down to business nevertheless. There was a little surprise only nature could predict that happened last night but let’s leave that to detail shall we. Luckily I’m writing in my Diary now and not after I head off for the Gym because I’d be too tired and I would then have much more to write about so let’s start with the chronology.
Monday 1:46 p.m.
A Nap Full of Dreams
Well, that one was short lived as I started to get tired eyes writing that last paragraph and testing my tiredness jumped into bed. For half an hour I couldn’t sleep but finally I started to drift off and in this two real hours of sleep where I am now no longer tired I remembered two dreams. Both of the dreams had a relationship with me being at school and both of them had a girl in it that I either liked or that liked me.
A Race Down the Street
The first dream came to me an hour into my sleep and as I started to sweat lightly on my waterbed it came to me. Walking down a long street at night I noticed this group of people all littered out on the sidewalk running past me. I knew they were having some sort of race and I didn’t bother running with them. Not until I looked back and I had seen a good looking chick walk past did I pay any attention as I touched her ass as she jogged past me.
There was another girl coming up that first appeared to be tall and with long hair had the body to be athletic. Starting to run as she passed me I quickly caught up to her and seeing that everyone had stopped at the lights to wait for the pedestrian crossing bit to turn green I scooted off to meet her there. While there I heard someone say “Are you all ready” and knowing it was a race I thought to enter myself as competition so I could impress the girl.
Hills Hurdles and a Flying Fox
The light turned green and everyone started running, me and the girl foremost. As we progressed down the road I overtook more and more people until there was only one more person in front of me, the girl. Talking to some guy just before I passed him he told me about the course and where I had to go and he told me that the girl in the lead was a great runner.
There was a huge hill coming up which was a dirt track and she runs down there so fast that she doesn’t have control and she overturns her corners but manages to keep on the road. “That really takes away from your energy levels” the guy told me and as he said that I was off ready to catch up to her. On my way down the dirt track I spied her near the bottom and as I ran downward I just let any rhythm go and letting go all my energy to run I just let gravity topple my legs forward.
Now it resembled an army training course as I had to jump onto wooden table tops twice like hurdles. Passing these hurdles I caught up to the girl that was already on some sort of flying fox and as I did she showed me how to get past her part. There was no one in sight behind us as she informed me that she had come first and I had come second.
It was then that I told her “No matter what, the first person on this contraption and this flying fox is the winner and then so forth” for the fact that if they fell of they had to keep trying until they finished. I thought it would be better if you had to go back a couple of spots if you fell off to give the runner up a chance to win but it didn’t work that way. By the way, it was also daytime now…
Asking for Her Number
As everyone else started to show up she came to stand next to me and as people started jumping on the flying fox and doing their hurdles I started talking with her. It was then with a smile on my face and feeling like we’ve been talking for an hour that I confidently asked her for her number so that I could call her sometime. I was thinking of saying “Maybe you can give it to me when we get back to school” as she was considering giving me her number.
After some scrupulous moments she finally said yes and in my head I knew she would. This girl had blonde hair that was back in a bun with bits frizzing out the front. Her hair was long and her face looked plain but it was something about it that attracted me and brought me to her. Maybe it was her athleticism but I really liked how she looked and how she acted. It was around this time that Lyssa gave me the first call of the day to wake me up from my dream.
Lyssa called t first around 12:30 p.m. and informing her that I was asleep she just continued on with her greedy conversation. Informing Lyssa that she always rings me to wake me up I asked her to have more consideration. Lyssa was upset because she thought I would come over but I told her that it was hardly possible and I told her that last night when she started getting sick and I gathered she would stay home.
Diary Of A Mad Chaos is a daily diary written from March 1996 until today, of which individual books and book series have been created, namely “The Lost Years” an exploration of young, entwined love, the “Wubao In China (猎艳奇缘)” book series which provides an extensive comparative analysis of the cultural differences between Eastern and Western societies, and the book titled “Foreigner (华人)” an exploration of race relations in Australia.
