1:12am - Log into Tumblr to check my dashboard and inevitably save a picture of Darren Criss in a striped sweater playing Guitar Hero. Why? He's Darren Criss and boys in sweaters are adorable. I don't really think this requires explanation.
1:53am - My entire body has gone into an itching frenzy. It started with the back of my thighs and has spread all over within a matter of minutes. Earlier today, I had a test done on my legs, so I'm thinking maybe this is a side effect. Or a premature nervous breakdown not even halfway into my all-nighter. Maybe I'm simply allergic to caffeine, and/or math.
1:56am - I keep accidentally ripping pages out of my notebook. I'm never buying school-brand notebooks to save a couple of dollars again.
2:01am - Pee break! After a cup of coffee, a cup of orange juice, and almost an entire bottle of regular Pepsi, it was well warranted.
2:16am - I FUCKING HATE MATH. Time to play some fucking Snake on Facebook and wait for more Pepsi to start coursing energy through my veins.
2:30am - Can't get past 450 points. Snake is a stupid fucking game.
3:10am - Have successfully stalked a couple of friends' photos on Facebook. Am now getting back to studying math, though I'm down as fuck about it. If I don't know certain things by now, how am I going to know them in less than five hours from now?
3:25am - OMG, a friend just IMed me about an apparent serial killer that may be on Long Island! Four bodies were discovered at Oak Beach, which is near Jones Beach. Apparently all of the girls were in burlap sacks and have been decomposing. I don't want a serial killer on Long Island. Do not want indeed.
3:36am - Have decided to actually log into my blog and start formatting this post. It has been a while since I've used Blogspot, but I want to get back into routinely writing about my life and there is no better way to do it than out in the open where the entire world can see. Also, I only use my Tumblr to reblog Harry Potter pictures that make me cry (note: this is every Harry Potter picture on Tumblr).
4:29am - Whoa, almost a whole hour has passed without me blogging a damn thing! I've been occupied with fighting the urge to pee in lieu of struggling through some more review problems for the math final. Haven't touched my paper since around midnight. I'm starting to feel like a garbage compost mixed with cement and poured over a steaming plate of regret. Yes, I'm reconsidering my goal of staying up all night. If my brain is shutting off now, how is there even hope for 8:00am?
4:35am - Second pee break. Had trouble getting up off the toilet out of pure, unadulterated exhaustion.
4:43am - I'm a weakling. Just cleared the massive pile of shit off my bed (see: an non-differentiable pile of dirty and clean clothing, notebooks, multiple copies of doctors' notes) and spread myself across its comfortable glory.
4:50am - The worst part of this isn't not being able to get my work done and review problems I am having trouble with for my exam. It's realizing I'm hungry after all these hours and being too fucking lazy to get back up. FFFFFUUUUUUUUUUU
