i am an insomniack.

that first night i had trouble sleeping...

4:12 a.m.

at first i thought it was maybe the new surroundings.

4:22 a.m.

what was keeping me awake? the strange noises? the unfamiliar ceiling? was it the really loud, happy people on the street? (my daddies call them "drunk undergrads.")

4:33 a.m.

i tried counting sheep
but i just couldn't sleep.
i lay there in bed
with thoughts of the party in my head.
i didn't know what to do
'til i felt this feeling so new...
(i rhyme just like dr. seuss!)

4:34 a.m.

i was thirsty! i had a little talk with sgt. major and then i went back to bed. no problems sleeping after that!