Nothing but the tapping of the rain on roofs and the ground. It's a wonderful sound.

Wow, I'm surprisingly poetic at four in the morning.

Why am I still up? Well, technically, I just woke up from the best three hours of sleep ever. Now I have to finish my health assignment. Thank god it's actually fun. Or else I wouldn't bother to wake up at four.

Okay, fine. I'd probably try to finish it at four anyway because I'm afraid of failing.

Anyway, how do you like the new layout? I'm working on the photo portion. D,8 I'll add a chatbox and such later.

Ahh, I think this thing's going to drive me insane.

4:51 AM
Okay, five hundred words. Godammit. I need to use a bunch of unnecessary words then.

5:01 AM
Two more hours until I'm screwed. 8D

5:18 AM
Okay seriously. There's only so much I can write about the health effects of morphine. Wahh. I want coffee.

5:40 AM
I'm getting there. I'm at about 250 words at the moment. But god, I have to write another five hundred words about the recovery. UGHHH. Maybe if I had some music, I'd be more motivated. But I can't. If I put on music, I might not be able to hear anyone's footsteps in the hall.

5:50 AM
Whoa, Mom's up already. It's still dark outside.Gotta slip into bed for a sec so she doesn't catch me.

5:55 AM
I officially have an hour and five minutes. I'm officially screwed.

6:01 AM
300 WORDS. I'M GETTING THERE!

6:09 AM
363! ONLY A HUNDRED MORE TO GO!

6:22 AM
The sky's purple. It's been raining all night, but the sky's always beautiful in the early morning.

6:42 AM
I am incredibly screwed. Only about an hour before everyone else wakes up. C'mon Helen, write!

7:16 AM
Okay. I. Am. Dead. *sigh*