This is me writing at five AM on late start Friday. Isn't that pleasant? Sigh.
If I had trouble concentrating on math homework yesterday on six and a half hours of sleep, I wonder how I'll do on four and a half hours of sleep today? I predict much cross-eyedness.
When I get a low blood sugar it makes me literally feel like an eraser, short and stubby, with tiny little limbs. And the words in my head pop out and grow like a balloon. :P Not a pleasant feeling.
Diabetes: my anti-drug.
Oh yeah, and my birthday is tomorrow. Someone MUST have lost a lot of sleep doing homework to forget their own birthday.... : / Is it possible to give the gift of sleep?? Sigh.
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