in the jungle, the mighty jungle, the lion sleeps tonight

Soooo tired.

Can’t express in words.

but maybe could be expressed in cave painting like the lion king. yeah, i could see that.

last night, i went to bed at 1030 but didnt fall asleep at all. I get too stressed when I have to sleep under pressure. I think it had a lot to do with the fact that I had to sleep on the couch in the living room, which is pretty much the center of the universe. I heard Tyler come down for snacks like 348343 times, each time he flashed the light on to see if I was sleeping. Around 2, I heard Ray in the kitchen, so I went in to help him. He was trying to open the juice carton, but couldnt so he had holes in each side. It was kinda funny. I then put him back to bed and fed him a banana because I heard his stomach rumble. And around 3, it was storming really bad, so I played with Mapey because he hates storms. I then stayed up for good at 4 and randomally really wanted Special K. Even though ive never had it before, it was a little weird. It was gross though. It really was an entertaining night, just not when I have to work 530-noon30 the next day.

But work was fun, minus the no sleep thing. I like the people that come in the morning because it’s always the older crowd and they are so cute. Lots of people asked me about school and how I did, and I had a little speech prepared for each of them:

“School was really fun, I enjoyed my course and did pretty well. At least I passed everything! I hate the city though, so I’m glad to be home. *more pointless questions* Yeah, I lived 3 blocks from the college. Yeah, I’m looking forward to next year, it’s all co-op though, I only have 3 classes. Yeah, unpaid co-op.”

People said I looked older today? But like a good old. Like my age?

It was probably the fact that I didn’t sleep and looked tired. I guess looking tired= old? It was kind of weird. My neighbour came in and said that they were proud of me. It’s cute because in a little town, everyone raises you, so you have more people to be proud. Which means more money when you succeed. And more glares when you fail.

But me fail?! Pfft never.

Kelly taught me how to say pfft the other day. Apparently, it’s a sound and not a word. I’ve been saying it wrong for all these years.

How embarrassing.