Uberfacts on twitter tweeted "People who stay up later at night are likely to be more intelligent than those who go to bed early." Thus, empowering(?) me to write this post about being nocturnal, and the persecutions that come with not being a jolly morning person.
In theory, I get it. I get the whole "daylight is the time we get our stuff done". But to the famous white man in a curly white wig who centuries ago came up with, "The early bird gets the worm", I have to say "Nay good sir, the early bird doesn't get to lay in bed, play with his iPhone, listen to music, check his email, and sip coffee. The phrase sucks!" This is why the lives of night owls like myself are open for public shaming. I can rise and shine. Just not at the same time. Aside from having "hating-life"-mornings to deal with when between the hours of 6 and 10 a.m., I’m just trying to get my bearings in a world that is at least 3 shades too bright and won’t stop making loud, unfriendly noises.
Then there always a Miss/Ms/Mr/Mrs. I-go-jogging-at-six-every-morning who will be like, "Geez, long night last night?" Um, well. All of my nights are long, morning people. Not because I was out clubbing, but my brain seems to be over-active at the hours between 11pm and 3am. It's the time I want to talk, to read, to blog about the meaning of life, to jump on the bed, to make tea, to catch up on Downton Abbey, to eat pistachio nuts, to keep track of #GoslingWatch on twitter, to play with my cats (also nocturnal animals), and to cry over The Pianist soundtrack. (Not to mention the 25 other things that keep me up at night.) That doesn't mean that I'm trying intentionally to stay up past my bedtime, it means I'm a prisoner to my own internal clock.
Yes, I have accepted that society demands of me a relatively early start time. And yes, I have given myself over to the idea that I will be running on society's schedule, and not my own. All I ask is that morning people, be kind to night owls. We're not usually this grumpy. (We might just be a bit more intelligent than you.)
I should marry Bruce Wayne. He's definitely a night person.
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Monthly Recap: February '12
It's back. My monthly highlights and laundry lists of just random things and stories that is quintessentially me so that I can laugh at myself or indulge in a little self-pity. Because I'm just good at making lists.
Music stuck on repeat:
Three things I'm thankful for:
Music stuck on repeat:
- Ne me quitte pas - Regina Spektor
- Be be your love - Racheal Yamagata
- Undisclosed desires - Muse
- Transatlantism - Death Cab for Cutie
- Crooked teeth - Death Cab for Cutie
- Back in time - Lyn
- Announcement of the cancellation of House. Devo. I don't think this news has sunk in entirely. Saying goodbye after 8 years ain't going to be easy, although not a hard as dealing with the tragedy that was the end of Friends.
- Romantic Valentine's day evening on the grass gazing at stars, while eating chocolate dipped strawberries. Coming home, I thought, the only way it could've been lonelier is if the internet stopped working.
- Seeing "The Artist" at a local cinema by myself early one glorious sunny Sunday morning.
- Lulu, my sister cat, is preggers! Yay, kitten-nieces and kitten-nephews soon!
- Death Cab for Cutie in Sydney.
- New iPhone 4s. White.
- Robocop movie marathon. (I'm excited about the Robocop remake!)
- Making plans to elope to New York city after I graduate.
- I really do miss NY.
- Linsanity.
- New professeur de français. Enjoying awkward yet amusing French lessons with a fob frenchman.
- My mom practically memorising the French alphabet due to my daily annoying singing of "c'est l'alphabet en Français!"
- The dreaded end of holidays. Back to school. Oh, the joy of getting up early for a 8am class.
- I went shopping with a gay friend of mine, who actually is super Vogue intern skinny, and saw him try on an XL t-shirt. On his waifish body, it actually resembled Olsen-twin-chic, but on me it just looked puffy and strange. Seeing him swim around in the shirt like a jellyfish, I realised that's what it was supposed to look like. Lesson learned.
- Goodbye summer. Goodbye to days where the weather sticks to your body like glue, and you complain about the humidity to anyone who will listen, because it's what you're supposed to do.
- Heeeeeeeelllooooo autumn!
Book(s) reading:
- The Help - Katherine Stockett
Currently obsessed with:
- BOOM!! SHAKALAKA!!! *fangirl mode*
- The moon that embraces the Sun. I'm so emotionally attached to this series and the characters that I almost explode from waiting for it to air every week. (FYI, exploding fangirls are one of the most dangerous creatures in the world after the boxed jellyfish and the king cobra!)
- Kenzo, Burberry Prorsum, Marcs by Marc Jacobs and Carven's Fall 2012 collection at Paris fashion week.
- The 1960's. Mad Men! Pan Am! Also, conveniently this season's fashion trend!
- Cue Clothing Co's winter campaign.
- Improvising cookie recipes.
- Pre-mix cupcake/ cookie mixes at supermarkets
- www.solarmovie.au
- Jeremy Lin
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