2010

I've slept horribly the last few nights. Aches, fevers and the same dream over and over again in the night.

I've been working away busily on an history essay; whether or not the Ming dynasty was despotic. I disagree entirely, since the title is heavily prejudiced and borderline racist. (Not only that, but it presumes existence.)

I had the day off work yesterday which was amazing. I just spent some time relaxing and working slowly through my essay. I'm nearly at the editing phase which is the part I enjoy the most.

Last night Carey walked into my room at 3:30am, wearing only his underwear. I woke out of my sleep wondering what the heck was going on. I saw a hand reaching for my light, he turned it on, walked in, then turned the light back off. I turned my bedside lamp on and saw it was him.

He had one and a half eyes closed; he was looking at me through half an eye. I asked him what on earth he was doing in my room at 3:00 in the morning. He said going toilet. I told him to leave and he just stood there. I yelled and him and told him to wake up, tried clicking my fingers; but he stayed like a zombie. I had heard it was bad to wake people while they were sleepwalking. I wanted to test the theory.

I told him to leave, and he did. He didn't fully shut my door; an annoying habit he has in his conscious life. He tried to turn my light off, by switching it on. It took him several attempts to figure out what was going on. It compounded my already average sleep.

I'm hoping that by being sick really early in winter, I can avoid it for the rest of the year. :)