Sleep

If ever there was a prize to be won for the ability to sleep anywhere anytime, I think I will win it. It's nothing much to boast about, but I can sleep almost anywhere, anytime. On a table, in a different bed, on a chair, in a train. My favourite time to sleep is when I'm studying - I remember giving myself 10 mins break between text book chapters and waking up the next morning wondering where the time has gone.

Uni was fun... no one ever dictated whether you should go to class, so I sometimes skipped classes. Not to go partying, not for socialising but to sleep. In fact, I slept through Uni. A lot of my time was spent in my warm dorm room (Aust weather was cold for me back then) snoozing. No wonder I didn't do very well...

Now, I find myself with less and less time on my hands. It's already hump day tomorrow, and it seems like the weekend had only just passed! Rushing to work, working late catching deadlines (they're called DEADlines for a reason... by time the you manage to meet it, you're dead) all plot to snatch the sleep away from my eyes.

I sleep at 11pm these days, and even then I don't feel like I get enough sleep. On Saturday I fell asleep during a symphony orchestra concert. Gaz will tell you it's because it was boring. But I'm telling you that I was lacking sleep. So there!