Nocturnal Nemesis

I've always been a creature of the nocturnal. I'm not quite sure why. But my brain has never seemed to adopt the concept of shut-eye during hours of normalcy. Initially, during my time as a school-goer, I'd be up till 2 or 3 AM, which was the usual time I'd slowly drift to sleep, and much to the surprise of many, I'd be up by 6.30 in the morning, reluctantly getting ready for school. Don't get me wrong here, I did love school, I just didn't fancy having a bath or studying physics which had no relevance in my eccentric life whatsoever. I'd watch football, randomly browse the Tube, talk and giggle late into the night with whoever was willing to listen. It was during these late nighter's that I also discovered some very interesting food combinations, one of my all time favourite's being pineapples, olives, parmesan and maple syrup on crackers. Creativity abounds best during the ungodly hours.

Many years later, I'm still awake while the rest of humanity is in the midst of secret dreams and their REM cycle. I've been told many times that it is an unhealthy habit, and that I should somehow trump it. I have tried,  many a time to put myself to sleep, even going to the extent of ensuring no food is accessible, and my iPod and laptop were locked. The horror. You know the funny part though? I do get up when I have to even if I have only had about two to three hours of sleep. I'm not sure if that's a good thing, ( I do catch up on my sleep later during the day sometime or whenever I can ), but I'd say I have some weird sort of stamina. more mental than physical. I'm not going to dwell into the science of 'being nocturnal' but all I can say is, it's not as bad as it is made out to be. At least that's what I think.

I have done excessive research on the matter mind you. And everywhere I read, I come across the word 'Insomnia'. One of my favourite words by the way. Sounds so very classy. I'm not an insomniac. Insomnia is in fact, the 'inability to sleep'. I can MOST CERTAINLY sleep. This is coming from a person who can sleep for 9-10 hours straight without waking up. And I assure you I do not have an even remotely stressful life. =P
It's as I read somewhere, the natural 'state of being'. That's just how I function.

And that's when I came across something really interesting. It's called the 'Circadian Rhythm'. In other words, it's a sort of internal clock on which our bodies run, and sets the natural pace and rhythm to which we live. Pretty fancy hey?

I'm trying to work on bringing down the nocturnal behaviour down to a minimum because it really just is not healthy. I had dark circles. DARK CIRCLES. THAT'S LIKE A UNICORN WITH ANOTHER HORN.....ON IT'S BUTT. POSSIBLY WORSE.  I woke up one morning, because that's what one usually does, excuse the stating of the obvious. The first thing I usually do is brush out my hair. Not my teeth. My hair. Yes I am slightly obsessed when it comes to my hair as I have mentioned before. So I woke up with great difficulty.

This is how I feel in the morning.



This is how I look in the morning;





I figured I would use this precious ungodly hour of the day to put down a list of things I do that keeps me awake. I guess I have nothing going on around me so late and I love that time. It's blissful if I do say so myself. I just sit and do whatever I feel like. Or fly. Depends on the mood really. I'm not always sitting you hear? I AM NOT. One thing I'm yet to do during my hours of awakening ( bahahahahaha ), is, picture this if you will, sneak out of the house with my car keys and drive off into the mysterious nothingness of the night. I've gotten as far as just outside my gate so that is definitely on my to-do list. You know, be all fancy, swipe the keys off the key holder in the kitchen and head for the great outdoors in my fancy black chariot, although my keys are usually in this weird psycho looking basket which is held by a bear. Not a real bear of course. The stuffed kind. I'm talking teddy bear types. Not a real stuffed bear. And my car isn't even remotely chariot-like although I'd like to imagine so.

If you didn't already realize what all the hullabaloo about driving off into the 'mysterious nothingness' of the night is, it's this: I'M GETTING MY LICENCE IN TWO DAYS BEECHES. Oh the joy, the freedom, the sheer awesomeness that is me and my mad driving skills. But I shall save that for another post. Indeed I shall. Brace yourselves for yet another bout of narcissism.

Got my license by the way. Now to get one in Sydney and jack a car I can drive.


TO THE LIST: (charges with light saber in one hand and bejeweled sword in the other)

1. Listen to music till my ears pop out from the sides of my face. Apart from the fact that this is what I do 90 % of the time I'm awake, I love my late night music sessions. It's peaceful, I don't have constant interruptions from unwanted sources ( HA. you're not here Mum..nyaaah). I don't even realize the time float past. Not only is it one of the best times to listen to music, it gives you the chance to actually hear what you're listening to. Do I not make sense to you? Think about it. Do you actually know what you're listening to, besides just knowing the name of the band/artist and the song? I get a chance during these ungodly hours to kick back, eat sour candy and take in whatever it is I'm listening to. The lyrics, the melody, the brutality, the rhythm. It all makes a little more sense in the depths of the night.

2. Watch Stand Up Comedy and laugh myself to sleep.  Live, Laugh, and Laugh some more. That is a policy I very strongly believe in. Where would we be without a good laugh hey? Wal-Mart that's where. Or face-down in elephant poop. Don't ask me why, this is just what I think. I have this really really weird habit. If I'm watching something funny, and I mean, really really funny, I rewind it and watch it again. And again, till I literally believe in the non-existence of my torso. Such as this scene from the movie Hotel Transylvania:

Aw man. Epic stuff. I remember watching this on a night flight to Sydney, and I kept bugging  my sister to watch just that one scene. oh, everyone was sleeping too while I was cackling like a witch high on crack. Good times. Woke some people up too. I WAS the cause of that.

I love watching stand up comedy. I've posted lots of videos and there are some more due! Honestly, you forget everything when you watch a comedian trip on the world. Especially when it's someone like Dylan Moran *swoon* .

3. Exhibiting Literacy 

Being literate, I think it's important we give our educated minds a little attention every now and then, a break from the nutters people are in real life. I'll write anything. To-Do lists, the chorus of a song, yes, my blog. If you let your mind wander a little, and trust me it really isn't that hard, I forever live in a constant state of daydream, you'll find that there are things inside the little crevices of your cranium that you had no idea even existed. Keeps your mind alert, clear and well, makes you awesome. I have extra respect for people that read and write. On their own. I don't mean University assignments and text books. But taking that little extra effort to dig deeper into something. or dig out as the case may be when you're being all creative and whatnot. If you want to get an idea, albeit a slightly exaggerated one of what I look like when I'm being creative, there you go.




4. TEEVEE Show Binge:

I think my best (or worst) is two seasons in two days. I think it was Arrow. I can watch a lot. My eyes have un-human abilities. I don't wear glasses either because I'm so excessively cool like that. It's good to just kick back and mindlessly watch something , because it does just that, lessens the mind, if that made any sense but I'm sure you know what I mean. I'm a sucker for anything that's crime and law related, also with a little comedy thrown in like Castle and White Collar, even Dexter. Dark and psycho thrillers like Hannibal absolutely get me hooked and I think I finished that in two or three days too. I'm a little bit picky about the shows I watch, it needs to entice me on the first few episodes or I'll just get bored. But yes binge! iz gud.





There's lots more, but I have an itch on the bottom of my big toe and I don't like that. Also there's this ONE mosquito which is plaguing my very being right now so I'm off to battle the little bugger.

Stay heavy dewds. I shall return with more on my Nocturnal Nemesis.