It's 3AM, she won't put out.

As my title clearly shows, it's 3am.
Well, more like 3:56am, so more like 4am. Yes, I am slightly loony with the lack of sleep.
I've gotten past being tired and I'm now just overtired. I like the nighttime. I've been productive.
I'm getting better ideas for stories and writing more and I get to annoy my friend by posting on her wall every hour just so she knows in the morning that I was awake.
I listened to some Adam Lambert as well, I must admit that guy is a pretty amazing singer.
And I've been taking the practice questions for my L's as well for hours. I will be well educated before Thursday if I don't sleep for another night.

The main purpose of staying up all night was to let my inner dove keeper out (for all of you who have read The Dove Keeper might get it if you understand my loony talk, all you who haven't read it GO READ IT NOW. Google it.) and be creative as possible. And to do some of my English assignment which I have to present tomorrow, well actually today and I have been praying like mental that I don't have to do it even though I didn't procrastinate on this one...I just wanted to flesh it out.

But I was creative, I wrote a new drabble [CLICKY] and I drew some crazy little eyes that looked terrible but I liked them. And I made a new theme because I have been listening to Summer Rain ever since the lame thunderstorm we had here and didn't help me cool off from the hot weather and I couldn't get the song out of my head and had to make a theme.

I also wanted to post before the journals disappear, I never usually write many journals but I like reading others and I don't know but I like blogging a lot more. I'll end up writing more and boring you people as I do write now but on daily basis. I know you'll all love me for that.

Also before I go I have to show you my babies:
OHAI DEMOLITION LOVERS.
Aren't they purdy? My friend's older sister painted them and then gave them to me because she didn't want them. It took her two hours to do the two of them, I'm so jealous I wish I had that type of talent. They are my early birthday presents from her, I love them so much. They're hanging up on my wall and just when my mother had thought she'd seen the last of bloodied people up on my wall she was wrong.
I'm also extremely worried her head is going to pop into my room and yell at me for being up at ten past four in the morning. I'm paranoid.

Now I'm off to drink the droplets left at the bottom of my coke can.