Motionless Yet Notating

Just a quick blog… to say sorry for not writing anything meaningful of late.

I’m so caught up in school work and life it just isn’t funny hey?

That sleepless night has nearly rendered me motionless. The days have seemed to drag on. It feels like it should be Thursday.

I have not energy enough to move the muscles in my face and my eyes are going dry in their sockets. But it is funny. I still found the energy to tap out a beat with my fingers in time with the blinker in the car on the way home from singing lessons :)

Tonight’s mission is to finish notating my song for music, due tomorrow. Write about inspiration for my piece and the concepts of music integrated into it. That’ll mean opening up the text-book… oh joy!

Yes I’ve been thinking. I do have stuff to write about it. But not now.

hehe I just had to fix up a ton of spelling mistakes in this post!!

Least I can do is give you a pic.

This is what I’ll be doing when you read this :)

If only it was that simple and that glorious eh? I like to tell myself it is though. And you feel so great after you’ve written a song and notating it is amazing!

Sleepless

:S Probably should not have asked Mum to make me that tea. Probably should have listened to Dad when he told me I wouldn’t be able to sleep.

Probably should have just gone to sleep when I felt tired. Probably should have ended the night’s reading with my devotion. Definitely made a mistake reading the last few chapter of Nights In Rodanthe before I went to bed.

*Spoiler Alert* Ok I know, I’ve been a Nicholas Sparks fan long enough to guess the endings. But guessing it would happen made me want to read… just to see if I was right. Flip, how am I meant to sleep now? One minute I am swooning over the cute letters he wrote her… the next minute he is dead in Ecuador.

Hence my sleeplessness.

Only problem is I have a major assessment tomorrow… and I am not finished. My alarm clock is set for 4.30 am cause my lil bro is turning 7 and I have to make time for presents etc in the morning.

So I just want a litttttle bit of sleep. Yes a little bit would be nice :)

Here’s a poem I found on the net. I took out bits that weren’t relevant… like sleeping pills.. yeah, not me.

Sleep:

Sleep, sleep,
Come my way.
Let me sleep,
So I can start a new day.

Sleep, sleep,
My brain is delirious.
Stop playing tricks, sleep,
You’re making me furious.

– © Leigh Ladd