Things That I Complain About When I Wake Up In The Middle Of The Night:

it's too hot
it's too cold
it's too dark in here
it's too bright out there
it's too quiet
the neighbors are yelling
my back hurts
my feet are sore
my neck hurts
my hands hurt
my pillow is too fat
my pillow is too flat
my hair is too long
my bangs are too short
I left my watch on
I left my earrings on
I left my socks on
I left my bra on
I left the closet light on
I left the hall light on
I have to pee
I have to be up in an hour
this is the fourth time I've woken up tonight
this is the seventh time I've woken up tonight
my good dream is over
Harry Potter is over
The L Word is over
The Real L Word is stupid
girls are stupid
boys are stupid
going to work at 9am is stupid
my job is stupid
I hate opening the store
I hate closing
I hate my life
I hate my hair
I hate that I can't sleep
fuck sleep
fuck this
fuck me
fuck everything
...
I'm sorry for cursing, God
I'm just so fucking tired
please, let me fall asleep in the next five minutes
and help me to be a better person in the morning.
Amen.

Updates!

For those of you who have actually been reading this from the beginning, thank you!  For the newbies, welcome!  Let me explain a few things:

1) Almost everything on this blog is at least partially fictional.  So take everything with a grain of salt, as my mom says.  One of my good friends texted me after reading "Work" and "Camp" that the first few sentences of each had him extremely confused.  Sorry, Ben!  Since then, I have tried to tag all of my posts appropriately so that nobody else will mistake a short fictional story about a young girl during the Holocaust for a lighthearted blog entry about my real experience at a summer camp.

2) I don't really have any particular time frame for when I'll post new stuff.  Rest assured, I am always working on something, whether you see it right away or not.  Any comments or suggestions regarding how often you'd like to see something new from me would be greatly appreciated!

3) Consider yourself lucky, because this is the first time I've ever let anyone but an English teacher or classmate read any of my literary work.  Please keep that in mind, be kind, rewind, etc..

I guess that's that.  A hundred thanks to my avid readers ;]
-- Sienna