So it's currently 01:20 and I don't know why but I find it rather amusing that I have to be up by 8 in order to get the 9:28 train to London Victoria and then a coach from there to Oxford. Following on from this hour and a half coach journey, go straight to work for a 5 hour shift. I don't really understand why I'm still up, I'm nor tired yet very awake. This happens to me a lot, to not have a lot of sleep. To be honest, it frequently occurs when I have to be up early the next day and have a busy day ahead. It's almost as if my mind enjoys keeping me up, it is like my mind despises my body and wants to punishes it. Unlike other people though, I don't have the view that it is necessary that I need to have several hours of sleep, some people psychically cannot get up if they do not have their standard eight hour sleep, it's crazy. Four or Five hours is sufficient for me, my mum gets worried all the time, she says it's not good for me but neither are most of the things in life yet she still gave birth to me. I almost find it funny how tired I'm going to be the next day. It makes me kinda sad if I'm honest with you. It's one of those awkward laugh/cry situations. I could have easily made a smarter decision but I guess I just enjoy putting my poor body through the pain. I guess that is why I always go for careless boys and then cry when they don't like me back or watch a scary movie and then feel like someone is behind me for the next few days. I can see the torture ahead but will still go through with it because it felt right at the time.