Im a step closer to murdering my dear sister. Here is why. Warning rant ahead.
Ive been doing 12 hour shifts, 6 to 7 days a week for the past month, ive worked sundays, holidays and most of those were night shifts. On top of that i have to keep up with my studies as i cannot let my school work get behind. Needless to say i havent seen much of my friends for the past month which has made me a bit bitter and edgy. But ive finally gotten two days off in a row, ive spent most of yesterday catching up on the sleep i missed during the last month and listening to music (and the Keith and the girl podcasts) to shave off the collected stress and frustration and for today i had plans to firstly take care of some business matters in the morning and spend the rest of the day visiting friends i havent had any contact with (because of lack of time) for the last month or so.
Sounds like a good plan right? Well it was until my sister kindly ruined it for me by waking me up in the middle of the night (1.30 am). Now this might not seem such a big of a problem you might say, you should just go back to sleep and i would love to do that but my problem is that im one of those people that, if they get woken up in the middle of the night and are forced to do something that requires conscious thought (going to the bathroom for example is something i do while im still sleeping and thus it doesnt requre me getting conscious, walking down 4 flights of stairs unlocking several doors, navigating carefully trough the garage so i dont push some heavy sharp metal objects onto our cars and getting blasted by a cold -15°C wind when i open the garage door is something that rips a person away from the grips of sleep) cant under any circumstances go back to sleep for at least another 6 to 8 hours or so. And that means that my plans for today are properly fucked. I was supposed to be awake from 6am to 11pm which would still be doable if driving wasnt involved but i refuse to drive when im too tired. I almost chrashed into a truck on a freeway once because i fell asleep for a second due to being awake to long, im not tempting fate on that one again.
And its not like my sister doesnt know that im that way, ffs she is my family she knows i have problems sleeping but she still wakes me up. Probably because she knows my father woudnt wake up if a nuclear bomb exploded on his bedside table and my mum would probably rip her to shreds before my sister could explain why she woke her up (what can i say, we dont like to be disturbed while sleeping in this family, but at least my parents downt have trouble getting back to sleep). Never mind the fact that she told me that we can lock down the house because she is spending the night at his boyfriends house and that she wont even be taking her keys with her, she still has the nerve to get upset with me because she had to call me for 10 minutes before i answered and then wait 5 minutes more or me to figure out what the fuck is going on, get dressed, find my way to the garage and open the door for them. I swear if i wanst still zoned out from being thrown out of bed adn if i wasnt getting a strong whiff of alcohol from her boyfriends breath i would slap her instead of grunting a wery impolite hello but in my current condition that dick would probalb yhave punched me out. Which actualy reminds me i need to throw that guys car keys in the river or someting. That will teach the prick to drive drunk with my sister in the car (even though she is a bitch but still), i hate drunk drivers, if i wasnt against firearms i would stick a gun barrrel down his throat until he would cry for his mummy. It would probably be even cooler if i threatened to but off his head with my katana sword but the damn thing hasnt been delivered yet, damn that mailman or whoever screwed up my delivery.
And they awakened me from such a nice dream too. I dreamth i was with a group of my closest friends on a worm beach somewhere (sound nice especialy considering the temperature outside) sipping a cold cocktail and listening to some nice chill house and trance when suddenly a shuttle lands on the beach and out come Lucas Wolenczak and Nathan Bridger and they tell me they need my help. I go WTF for a second then i hop on board. They take me to seaquest and we do some cool stuff there and i blow a few enemy subs out of the water. Everything ends well and while im having dinner with the bridge crew (Im hitting on Henderson) the seaquest theme music starts playing in my head. It gets louder and louder until the noize becomes unbearable and i open my eyes realising that what i was heating was actually my ringtone because my dear sister has been calling me for the past 10 minutes.
So its 2 am and i cant go back to sleep. Fuck it, i might as well get some work done, i do my best coding when im pissed off at someone and lately ive been trying out this new XNA framework, might as well make someting out of it.
At least there's lots of beer in the fridge.