Life’s Architecture

                Well, today was not TOO bad, considering what has happened over the last week or so. Basically, my brother is sick with some stomach flu, which makes him want to vomit. Well, last night, partly due to his bug, and partly due to his medication, he couldn’t fall asleep. The whole night. So, as you can imagine yesterday night was excellent, especially because he came to ask my mom, ‘Am I ok?’ every 5 minutes. So, we got a full nights ‘recommended sleep: My brother, 3 hours; My dad, >2 hours; My Mom: >2 Hours; and me, coming in with a total of 5 hours of sleep. Boy, am I lucky.

      So, as one could guess, I decided not to go to school today, or risk falling asleep in class, or worse: recieving a bad grade on a test. And, until about 11-ish, today was uneventful, if you can say that hearing my brother screaming, and crying is uneventful. Bleh.

      At 11 though, the action finally came. Well, as I had mentioned earlier, my brother and I had to go in different rooms, because of some -act- that my brother did. Well, today, they were coming to fix my closet so that my TV and Books could fit in it. It was quite a sight.

"Oh mommy! How do I fall asleep! I want to fall asleep! I don’t care, put me in the hospital, give me -Anastasia-[it was funny, because my brother meant to say anesthetic, but said Anastasia]! I don’t care, if I can’t fall asleep, then I’ll kill myself…"

That was the scene that set the day.

And, of course, some other acts, but this was the worse. Oh well, what does tomorrow bring?