sinking sinking sinking stop
Fuck shoes and fuck sleep. I am Leslie Zahn, master of procrastination and master of getting by with little to no sleep.
In High School it was 5 hours a night on average, usually less. Recently though if I dont get at least eight hours I am one unhappy camper. I subconciously refuse to function with out my alloted 8 hours or more. Well it's time to give my inner sleepy head a good old fashion beating, show it who is boss of my internal clock!
...am starting to regret it now at 7:30am after pulling an all nighter since the words are blending together on the screen and I am getting fits of vertigo which may or may not be do to the No-Doze I took to get this application done.
Speaking of said application for this internship thing that I have sacraficed most my week too that I know I am not going to get and here is why; I CAN'T SELL MYSELF! My video is 6 minutes of utter crap without an ounce of my personality. It's surreal watching this creature that looks like me (doesn't sound like me though, never do on tape), wears my clothing, holds up my old copies of The Rebel Times but seems to be a complete and utter d-bag. Does that mean that I actually am a d-bag? Or does the pressure just make me appear to be.
Either way I am suffering from this periodically falling feeling..the computer screen appears really far away from my eye balls and I am pretty sure my glasses are on upside down...whatever better finish this application, I am mailing it today over night EXPRESS (bitches) today at 11am.
In High School it was 5 hours a night on average, usually less. Recently though if I dont get at least eight hours I am one unhappy camper. I subconciously refuse to function with out my alloted 8 hours or more. Well it's time to give my inner sleepy head a good old fashion beating, show it who is boss of my internal clock!
...am starting to regret it now at 7:30am after pulling an all nighter since the words are blending together on the screen and I am getting fits of vertigo which may or may not be do to the No-Doze I took to get this application done.
Speaking of said application for this internship thing that I have sacraficed most my week too that I know I am not going to get and here is why; I CAN'T SELL MYSELF! My video is 6 minutes of utter crap without an ounce of my personality. It's surreal watching this creature that looks like me (doesn't sound like me though, never do on tape), wears my clothing, holds up my old copies of The Rebel Times but seems to be a complete and utter d-bag. Does that mean that I actually am a d-bag? Or does the pressure just make me appear to be.
Either way I am suffering from this periodically falling feeling..the computer screen appears really far away from my eye balls and I am pretty sure my glasses are on upside down...whatever better finish this application, I am mailing it today over night EXPRESS (bitches) today at 11am.
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5:36 AM
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