4.26.2015
My body clock is around three hours behind "normal" schedule when it comes to bedtime and waking up. In other words, I'm in a different time zone. Honolulu, to be specific. (I googled that.) In other words, I'm a night owl. Contrary to what some people might perceive, this does not make me a lazy person or affect my productivity in any way. I am alert and functional and I get plenty of things done -- that is, from around noon to 3 a.m. Apparently, there is a medical term for this condition. It's called Delayed Sleep Phase Disorder. DSPD. Pfft. Whatever. In this country, everything is a disorder.
4.26.2015
April calls me the "Honeybunny Bear" because I can sleep for hours as if I am in hibernation. When I was depressed, all I wanted to do was sleep. I wonder how I can tell if I am depressed or legitimately tired. Legitimately tired? Why do I feel like I need to explain why I need rest? Anyway, I so needed to hibernate this weekend but April and I had bought a lunch deal for Lime and Basil and it was about to expire. We drove to Tagaytay with the unusual suspects: Isobel, Elina, and Leah. They're fun people. We ate outdoors. The food wasn't as spicy as I would've liked. But it was alright. On the way home, I slept in the car.
