Where shall I even begin?
Oh wait. I don't even know where to. Let me think of it.
Twelve.
What do we do with it? Is it a such special number that you and I have to concern about? Or does it lead to something far greater? Go figure, but speaking the matter of fact, it actually IS merely a random number that I accidentally picked.
Oh well. To be frank, I'm talking of the hour when I can finally fall asleep every night.
Seriously, if I can say, the insomnia has taken over me. I barely yawn every night. Sleeping sound like a great thing to be done if I can do it. And even sometimes I 'm afraid of falling asleep. In dreams, everything can be. I can come face to face with the thing that is my greatest fear. Dreaming of it even can send me away to limbo. Or even in dreams, I can meet the angelic girls I dream of even in real world. And that will kill me, as I know it is merely a dream. When I'm awake, the fact that I can't ever afford those dreams really hurts.
Maybe some of you are wondering, 'So does this person go to sleep?'. Yes of course I do, in the end. But I have to wait for quite a long time for this sleepy feeling to visit my head and closing my eyes. I always don't want to sleep, I prefer doing things in the midnight. But as you all know, I am a desperate school boy, who like it or not, have to wake up early in the morning to avoid being reviled by teachers.
If I have to wait for quite a long time to feel sleepy, then what I do in the meantime?
I wonder. I imagine. I hope.
Look, I'm talking about hoping this and that. You know what is this and that, if you know me. And you may suspect this will lead to a hopeless love talk once again; yes it is indeed. I don't know why, but as a stripling my mind and heart become very unstable. But I decide that girls are far too complicated for me to understand, if I can say some of them are as complicated as math equations.
Well, not pretty much as complicated as this.
I've done talking about girls. Maybe the best way to its conclusion is to...wait, hope. Pray. Oh, don't get me started.
Yay, tiramisu cakes.
