i can't sleep. i woke up at two. three thirty. and four thirty. and now that it's five thirty almost..i'm just getting tired of it. everytime i wake up..i jump and sit up...

i just realized that no one really understands me like my parents and my brother. back in sixth or seventh grade, when i started having coherent thought process and became aware of the world and people, i realized that my parents are extremely interesting individuals whom i would want to befriend if i grew up at the same time as them. and throughout school, i was amazed that no one i talked to at school really seemed to LIKE their parents. i guess the reason why i actually like mine is because i know they have a lot of respect for me. and they brainwashed me soooo well, that this means a lot to me.
i mean, my friends understand me like hell sometimes. it's almost scary. but i guess there's something communicating through genes when my mom points out my character flaws before i even have a chance to look there. i'm just glad they're all funny people that can laugh at themselves. anyway, if i'm ever a parent, i want my kids to respect me as much as i respect mine. so much so that if i ever told them to do something, they'd do it not because i fed it to them, but because they think it's the right way. aaaa......classical conditioning at its best.