Ooof. Time flies once it's past 11:00pm. F-l-i-e-s.
I'm sitting here writing my spanish paper, listening happily to owl city and munching on a shortbread cookie, when suddenly I look down and holy cow! It's nearly 1:00am!
I need to be awake and alert in six hours...and counting.
It feels like a tournament or something. What's with this thriving-on-no-sleep deal?
I decided I'm ready to retire. *raises hand* pick me! pick me!