W.E.X.

One night all I did was go on aim and talked to my friends continuously. I was laying on my queen bed with lavender sheets and and with mynket over me. My dark brown hair was up in a messy looking ponytail. I got up and looked at the mirror, "I look icky!" I told myself. I was very tired, my hands were laying on the heated keyboard. While I was reading the instant messages, my eye lids kept closing constantl blay. I felt like I was half alseep. Although I was exhausted I tried not to sleep because I wanted to stay awake until six in the morning for no reason. My body kept telling me to sleep but I just kept saying, "Nuhuh! I have to stay awake!" My body felt so icky because my room was heated. I like I wanted to jump into a cooler of ice.