ContemplativeI went to sleep at seven something, so I ended up waking at midnight. I grumble at this, knowing I'll have to force myself to sleep again to go to school in the morning. Disregarding, I push the power button on the PC, listening to the buzz of the fan. It cuts cleanly through the silence of the night, my roommate didn't switch on music to break up the pressing quiet. I grimace for a moment upon running my fingers through my hair and vow to take a long shower after a small web browsing session. The grime of the day had decided to settle in my hair and that combined with my neurotic tossing and turning resulted in an unpleasant feeling on my he