I did until my brother practically broke down the door to wake me up and wouldn't leave until I screamed for him to get out. My door is locked and my throat hurts now. This is one of those times where I really really really really really don't like him...
You?
I'm never what I like I'm double sided And I just can't hide I kind of like it When I make you cry 'Cause I'm twisted up, twisted up Inside
Lol. Well. My brother ran around the house screaming-
"THE BRITISH ARE COMING! THE BRITISH ARE COMING!"
And that woke me up. I was so pissed I opened my door and ran after him, wanting to punch him so bad. But overall, yea. A good sleep. Just not in the morning. Lol.
All you need is faith, trust, and a little bit of pixie-dust!