Late Night Thoughts: Stream of Consciousness

I just came home from seeing Rocky Horror Picture Show. I fell asleep in the theater and drank Frostop root beer from tap (Yum). I originally spelled theater "theatre," I think because it was just that kind of place. It's 2:28 a.m. right now, and I can't remember the last time I saw this time of day because I'm an early bird. My "Keep Calm and Carry On" poster keeps falling and I think that's symbolic in someway, like maybe I shouldn't have spent the entire week coming straight back to my room any chance I had to watch The Office, even though I barely have any homework and it made me so happy. I want a love like Jim and Pam, just like everyone else in the world, but I definitely don't want to spend 12 years in an office, even if TV made it seem wonderful. I literally cried for the entire finale episode because it was all so beautiful. Anyway, I think I'm developing a cold, so it looks like I'll have to start finding some Netflix movies to watch if I get any sicker and need to rest. I played laser tag today and my player name was "Megatron," and I am awful at laser tag. I think this summer might make all of my dreams come true. Well, I don't actually think that, but I do think it will be life-changing in some way. I just sneezed. Here comes the sickness. I haven't been sick at all this year, which is incredible, because last year, I hardly remember any times when I didn't have an awful cold. I ran on Tuesday and it was horrible because I ate junk food all weekend, so I think I might try to run again tomorrow unless I develop that cold. I can't imagine why I'm getting a cold since I've had like a million tangerines over the past week, and that's a lot of vitamin C. Can you ever feel yourself getting more annoying the more tired you get? And you can't stop being annoying even though you're totally aware? That happened to me today. I washed my pillowcases today and my curtains are closed, so I'm in for a lovely slumber.