The Horrid Culture of The Late Teens

I’m feeling the effects from over indulging in this unhealthy trend. As I type I can’t help thinking about my bed but I am meeting up with friends later and I still have a little make up on and I am too tired to remove it. I’ll just go out for drinks later with smeared eyeliner. Eheh.

When you’re in your late teens your parents no longer opens the door without knocking(they are afraid to see what they do not thing you do) and hence there is no one to barge in at midnight and ask, “Young lady, do you KNOW what time it is?” (Yea dad, I just woke up from my afternoon nap.)

Therefore, I am given the freedom to stay up till whatever time I want. Plus the internet is on for 24 hours and there’s a router at home. Life does not get any better than this.

Especially during the holidays, everyone is online from 11pm and the hardcore ones stay up together to talk crap till the wee hours. We usually say bye bye when we see the sky turn a violet blue. That’s because we know that nothing important requires our presence the following day. We know that waking up after lunch bear no other consequences.

BUT WE HAVE THE CHANCE TO SLEEP. Why are we procrastinating sleep? We have all the time in the world to sleep and yet we choose to stone in front of the computer and grunt at each other through 1ee7 5p34k(is that how it’s said?).

I remember one morning(4am) when I saw Amanda online and asked her if she was there and she very cutely replied, “MaNdA nevEr slEepS~!” This is another woman who is so hooked on the internet so much that she has admitted to me that she sometimes wants to insert asterisks into her sentences when she is talking in real life.

Obviously during exams if you were given the chance to sleep at 11pm you would gladly kick the books aside and sleep till the morning comes. Why is it the other way around during the holidays?

I cannot remember when was the last time I slept before 3am. Um, make that 4am. My most extreme would be 7am. One was to watch the sunrise in KL and another was to stay up to blog about the PPS bash. Yes, I am that sad. *hangs head down in shame*.

There was a time back in form5 when we were working very hard for the Interact Club’s Valentine’s Day Project and I did not get any sleep in 24 hours and ended up crying because I was too tired. Crying seems to be my thing. Crying Jolene Copyrighted.

I’ve asked a few of my friends as well and they too cannot remember when they last slept before 3am. I’ve read somewhere that parents should just leave their teenage children alone because we have different sleeping hours and it is only normal. So perhaps I’ll grow out of this and not be all GANBATE LET’S WATCH THE SUNRISE!

However, I think age is catching up with me. I don’t seem to have the energy I had two weeks ago. Tsk tsk. I’ll go catch some shut eye now.