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Body clock...

Mine is broken. I know this because its 1.20 in the morning and I have been trying to get to sleep for an hour. I am tired. I know this because I am uber emotional, a little paranoid and don't really finish my..

But, here I am.. awake..

Which means my body clock is broken... it should get tired at maybe 10.20 ish, I go to sleep before 11 I wake at 7.30.. happy days..

But no..

I might do the night nurse thing to kick it back into action..

Rant over.. oh and a yawn,, I might be boring myself to sleep.

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