Snow

Snow…

Snow is white and as you may know from yesterday, Snow is also the reason why my ass is currently in pain.
Anyway what I do like about snow is that it’s the reason why school was cancelled on Monday and Tuesday And why yesterday and today I’m going in at 10:00am instead of the usual 8:15am

Anyway at the moment my road is covered in snow and for you Brits you would probably know that this doesn’t happen very often and for some reason it only happens in February or March.
So I ask you where is all this snow coming from? Could it be global warming (Even though it keeps getting colder :~ ) Could it be those Russians sending us their cold icy winters, Could it be God thought he might spruce our island up with some white rain.

Whatever it is I like it. It’s a reason to be stupid and stupidity helps me sleep

Peace, Alex de Jong your resident Insomniac

Exercise is the cure for insomnia

Hello, my name is Alex and if you want to cure insomnia then join the gym.

Well today I went to the gym, I recently renewed my membership and thought it would be fun
Well as it turns out not only is working out fun but, also all the energy that it uses helps you relax.
Here are some other things that you might find the gym useful for: You lose weight , You gain muscle , You meet new people , You get out the house .

Unfortunatly being me something has to go wrong and as I was walking home in the dark and in the ice whilst listening to Run DMC it just so happens that I slip over and fall flat on my ass

So I feel healthier but at the same time my ass hurts like a bitch. Anyway now I can’t get to sleep because I’m in pain, even though I feel so relaxed and out of energy because of the gym.

So to sum up: Go to the gym but not when it’s been snowing

Peace, Alex de Jong.

My name is Alex and I have insomnia!

Hello there.

My name is Alex de Jong and I have insomnia.
I have decided to start this blog as a kind of online diary to tell you about my insomnia and my life in general and also to try and find a cure for my insomnia as well as to vent my rage.

Well let me tell you a bit about myself:
My name is Alex

I have insomnia
I’m 17 years old (18 in July)
I’m from the UK
I’m a student, studying Sociology , Design Tech and Computing
I do kickboxing a lot
I’m unemployed (sort of)
I have one dog and one cat
I have one brother and one sister
I listen to music (Anything as long as it’s not shit)
I’m a Dutch-South African Jew
I’m Single
I plan to take a gap year next year
I like to write
I believe in Karma
I’m agnostic about God

OK now onto my day.

Well I woke up at 6:30, I turned my phone and realised the screen was cracked and thought “Shit”. I went on my exercise bike for 15 minutes as usual whilst watching the BBC Morning News, The newswoman is getting fatter I think she might be knocked up.
I took some Thermobol (Fat burning thing I take because of Kickboxing and new Diet regime, Has Caffeine in it, which might explain the Insomnia ) and had some Special K for breakfast. Fortunatly school was cancelled due to the snow so I lay in bed for a few hours watching a documentary called “Half Ton Mum” about a women who strongly resembled Jabba the Hutt and doing a bit of computing coursework.

After my daily lunch of one portion of fruit and a bagel with salmon I headed off to the park to meet with some friends and mess about for a few hours, Several snowball fights later and after hitting each other over the head with frozen ice from the lake we went to ASDA which, is when I first started to fell tired. After about an hour I went to a friends house to play Skate 2 (Awesome) and forced to watch the Simpons (Not Awesome) I don’t know why but I hate those freakish yellow cartoon creations. They make me want to vomit, In my opinion Family Guy is better by far.

Anyway when I got home I had a good old family dinner, did some weights, went on my punching bag and off to bed listening to Paul McKenna and expecting a good night sleep.

Unfortunatly about five minutes later my fucking dad comes rushing into the room screaming “ALAX” at the top of his lungs and mumbling something about how I ruined his gloves snowball fighting. Naturally I got pissed off the he disturbed my sleep so I slammed the door in his face and threw a can of deodrant at him (I don’t think I’ll be getting it back ) and now that I find that I can’t sleep, I decided to start this blog.

Now it seems whatever I do I can’t get back to bed: I tried reading the Paul McKenna book again, I drank some warm milk, I took some pills, I phoned a friend who also has insomnia (I think she might be pissed off that I woke her up) So now I decided to do something new and that is write a blog about my experiences.

And that is where my day ends, My sleep disturbed and me finding I can’t get back to sleep, I start a blog. Another installment tommorow.

Peace, Alex de Jong your resident Insomniac.