Drank a glass of tea at 10.30pm (while having supper) earlier tonight. And now, at

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I am... awake, wide-eyed and ready for action.

My parents and neighbours should be thankful that I am not singing at the top of my lungs or prancing around my bed in my jammies; showing off the fab dance moves that I picked up from Dancing with the Stars, or God forbid, doing BOTH in one night.