I've been up 21 hours. Yep. My tummy wouldn't settle until after 2am, when exactly not ture. I decided to try to read my book around midnight waiting for the pain in my belly to subside, which it didn't for several more hours. When I finished my book, what is suppose to be third and final book of the Eragon Trilogy, Brisingr, I discover it not so as I had begun to suspect earlier this afternoon with a 1/3 to go. The Trilogy has become a 'cycle' and suppose to end in four books. In some ways I'm angry because I've been waiting for so long and it was set three, but in other ways I'm happy because this means more the characters I've grown to love and hope the story does not end in more tragedy. I am not naive, and thus I know more characters will die before it all ends, the question is who.
I finished my book literally a few minutes after 5am, I didn't realise the time had passed nor my pain was gone, so engrossed in the book. I haven't been like that since the last and final Harry Potter book, The Deathly Hallows.
So why am I still awake instead of going to bed? What is the point? Well, I don't exactly have a long break from school, let alone work, so I kinda need to keep my sleeping schedule close. So I'll be going to bed around 5-7 tonight, I normally don't go to bed till 9-11. Its gonna be a struggle staying awake, I know. I need to push toward 36 hours since I woke up just after 8am on Christmas morning.
I'm already starting to wonder if my sleep deprived brain is playing tricks on me, I swear I'm hearing a dog park that is similair to Lucky's, but not sure... I'm pretty sure my period won't be helping my mood either. I need to dig my headphones out of my overnight bag from Christmas Eve.
