Sleep

I was so sleepy that for the first 3 minutes of the new episode of Naruto, I worried that I might fall asleep. The episode was far from boring but I was just exhausted. I made it through the whole thing, it was very emotional and I teared a few times. Also after, I made an excuse to leave the room, had a good cry, came back and lay in bed for 30 minutes, unable to sleep.
Ugh.
I want to start writing more, both here and in my journal. Every time I get it in my head that I need to start writing more, I go out, buy a fancy new journal, write in it for a few months and lose interest after that. I think that's because my previous journals had the most 'mummy friendly' content. For all of my teenage years, where I was stupid enough to write down every little thought I had and leave the journal lying around, my mother always seemed to 'find my journal opened to the most exciting page' and had some follow up thoughts that she was always ready to talk to me about. Once she thought I was really suicidal, another time she thought I was ready to run away with a boy. Naturally she applied some of that motherly overreacting skill and blew things out of proportion. I was never suicidal. I wondered, quietly, to my journal what I would miss out on if I died. I never said I wanted to run away with a boy. I spoke of some stupid teenage crush, describing his 'perfect smile' and lamenting over the fact that he never knew, in some stupid fashion.
Anyway, I'm a big girl now, I think I can, at the very least, hide my journal better but for some reason I still write only the non important, non juicy bits of my life down, for fear that my mother will stumble up these entries and her eyeballs will fall out of her head and roll away while her jaw dropped to the floor.
I suppose my new resolution should be to write properly and with decent detail. Perhaps I could use real names and not have to write in code. ^_^
And I know I say this a lot, but I really do want to blog more. Maybe at the very least, shoe/beauty/make up bimbo posts. I miss it. I remember forever ago where I was so excited to blog. Jenny and I would giggle on the phone for about an hour, then run off to blog, only to call once we were done so we could read each other's new entry together.
I've rambled quite a bit and I have to say, I'm starting to feel sleepy again. I better hop off to bed before I distract myself wide awake again.
Good night blog.
♥

Disclaimer: My mummy is awesome, naturally I meant no offence to her. I think just as children go through phases where they do silly things, parents do too (usually just fearing that the child is up to something silly). ;p