Mid Night Snack

I don't really have that much time to write because I have to write an editorial on the fashion industry but I thought I'd make a quick entry in my blog first because there's only really one thing on my mid right now. Midnight snack's. Don't you hate it when you wake up in the middle of the night an you're starving? It's like you go to sleep with a full stomach and you wake up feeling like an anorexic homeless guy. Okay so that happened to me last night. I woke and my stomach went. "Gggrrgrgrle." Yeah so I look at the clock and it's like 3 am, and i'm thinking to myself,"I should just go back to bed." Then I was just like screw it i'm hungry so I get up, and like James Bond myself down the stairs. So i'm in the kitchen now right? Starving, and let's just say my parents aren't too big on me eating after 5 pm. So i'm trying to be as quiet as possible. I reach into the cabinet. "B-B-BBooooosssh!!!!!!" Like five plates fall and crash onto the floor, and i'm thinking,"OOOOOOHH! Sh*t.". But nothing happens, my parents don't wake up. They don't scream. They just keep sleeping. So I just get in the fridge and make my sandwich, and right when I start heading upstairs I step on a lose board,and my dad comes busting out of his room like a cop on a black man with tinted windows on his Esclade. And I get the,"Do You Wanna Be Fat Lecture." Mean while i'm just thinking to myself wtf. You wake up because of a loose board and five minutes ago it sounded like, Miley Cyrus was having a live concert for a heard of Elephants while they trample a bag of Kittens that were mauling a Banshee. Psssshht. Ain't that a bitch.