Yesterday

Yesterday, after watching Trouffaut's "The 400 Blows", I was so tired and cold, I crawled into bed to watch some of the commentary and to close my eyes for ten minutes. I must've fallen asleep, because my mom woke me up at 8:00 PM to ask if I wanted to watch my tv program.

"I fell asleep!" I moaned, groggily. "Ten more minutes."

When I opened my eyes, I was in the same position, staring at the wall, and it was very dark outside. The lights in the house were all out. I looked at my cell, and it was 1:40 in the morning. I went downstairs, got a glass of water, and fell back asleep. I woke up at six o' clock. Y-eah.