If you ever wake up in the middle of the night absolutely starving, rolling over and lying on your stomach does not cure the crave.
In midst of my slumber the other night, for some unknown reason {wait, I went to bed at 7:30 without dinner} so for some known reason, I woke up around 11:00 really really hungry. I did not want to drag myself out of bed and eat something, especially that late, so I decided to fight it. Probably the hardest battle I've had in life to date.
In some retarded rationale, I figured if I rolled over to my stomach, I would fix the problem. I don't have any clue why, but I felt like some kind of philanthropist for a cause such as Fighting Back Against Hunger, like my stomach was some third world country or something. Only, if I was really 'fighting back,' I'd feed the damn thing. My 'fighting back' was denying the hunger control over me.
Why the hell do I think such retarded things when I'm supposed to be sound asleep? Needless to say, my philanthropy didn't work so well.
Just thought I'd let you know. Because I'm kind like that.
1 comment:
What the hell are cake balls?? And why am I just now hearing about them?? And isn't it just a little weird to eat something with the word balls in it???
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