Midnight kitchen session

Because I live away from home during school days, I've never had to face what I'm facing now: sitting alone in my kitchen cramming for a major project (ahem), listening to bossa nova, and having no one to talk to.

Waaaah! I miss my roooommiiiees!

Though I've had all-nighters, I've never had them alone. Though I've had to write papers at three in the morning, I've always had someone to talk to, to keep me sane enough. There has always been someone to offer me a sandwich or Choco Filipino. Someone to offer me a backrub. Someone to tempt me to sleep (which I succumb to sometimes).

Now, all I have are YM buddies. And while I may share the pleasure of conversation with them, it's not the same. Words flow from keys instead of the lips. And instead of keeping my eyes wide open, I'm finding it harder to stop them from shutting.