SLEEP IS FOR THE WEAK
So.
I woke up at 6:30 through natural means today to (successfully) write a 7 page paper in 8 hours fuelled only by a mug of milk tea. After rushing to school to print it off by the 3:30 deadline, I was suddenly compelled to play DDR for two straight hours in my dinky apartment that has no air conditioning in 30+ (86 in F) degree weather.
how the hell am I still conscious right now
I woke up at 6:30 through natural means today to (successfully) write a 7 page paper in 8 hours fuelled only by a mug of milk tea. After rushing to school to print it off by the 3:30 deadline, I was suddenly compelled to play DDR for two straight hours in my dinky apartment that has no air conditioning in 30+ (86 in F) degree weather.
how the hell am I still conscious right now