The man who couldn’t sleep.

"When you feel so tired but you can't sleep. Stuck in reverse."-Chris Martin

Oh. My. Goodness.

I'm like, seriously sleepy. I haven't been to sleep in twenty seven hours. It's the usual story with me....Writing my ass off as you probably know already.

It's been fast and slow, this time around. I pull these all-nighters and five days without sleep tricks quite often.

The last time I REALLY got a good night's sleep was when I was eleven years old (Back when I had a bed time.).

I'm kinda disappointed, although I know I'm running on pure adrenaline right now, I KNOW I can go for atleast another twenty seven hours without sleep or laying down.

It takes a whole lot of patience to do it as often as I do but sometimes, you just can't fight the sandman (No, not the Spider-Man villain. I'm talking about the old english myth.).

It's one of the most rare, exotic, stunning feelings you can ever feel but I highly suggest that you don't try it as often as I do. I'm like a junkie on staying awake. My longest and undefeated record of staying up for 5 1/2 days in a row from back in 2000 still hasn't been broken but I just know I'll never do that again until I'm up for it in a few years or so.

By now, anyone who's read these blogs of mine, most likley think I have some serious issues. My Mom asked me if I had a death wish when I got home from school an hour ago. (I look like shit! I've got some HEAVY, DARK bags under my eyes and I'm yawning faster than Bush can come up with a lie.)

I didn't go to school yesterday though but I woke up at 1 PM and watched "Stick it" (Two words: Missy. Peregrym.) after that I started cleaning my room finally and then I took litterally ten hours to get my stray comic books in order but during that time I watched "London" for the....ka-trillionth time on Starz and then I wrote 29 pages more into my top-secret story.

And without sleep, I carried out my sentence in school today for seven hours staight without even closing my eyes or for once (Oddly) not even falling asleep in class. I guess it's because I was sitting in the same chair without moving for the entire seven hours that I was there, taking a state-wide practice exam that was so much easier than the routine work I'm force to do there on the daily basis. All I could do was sigh and rais my eye brows at the childishly easy questions.

And now, I'm just sitting here watching "Bernard and Doris" on HBO and I'm doing a whole lot of visual processing of "The Sarah Connor Chronicles" (That show is amazing although, "Heroes" is still better.)

I find it amazing, even as a sleepy, drowsy, near passed out bastard, I can still write a blog.