Really?

Two mornings in the row, my slumber has been interrupted. Making me VERY irritated.
The first was innoccent. Shame on Them.
The second, close coincidence. Shame on me.
You'd think I learned something about cell phones and sleep. And I thought I did.

You see, the first time I had set my phone on normal. Thinking I had outsmart Them, I had set my phone on vibrate the second time.

Boy was I wrong.

I still woke up. (Not surprising when the world is out to get you, is it?) This time, it wasn't as bad. But of course being paranoid, I thought the vibrations were a freaky Earth phenomenon. I was able to pick up, only finding out it's my sick aunt (known as SShopper to you.) I know she was scared because she thought her sickness had worsen, but please:

DON'T CALL ME AT FOUR IN THE MORNING.

Since then, I woke up and haven't been able to sleep. Did I mention I went to sleep around three? I feel sick from my war yesterday and I just felt a rise in my blood pressure.

Gosh, I hate mornings.