All-nighter

There is nothing like sitting up at 3:30am and writing a disaster of a paper on a humanitarian disaster. I'm so screwed for finishing this paper... I have about 5.5 hours left before I need to turn it in and right now I just need a mental break to type things not pertaining to my paper. Thus the blogging. I haven't pulled this late of a night in a few years. It's pretty mind-blowing. I'm not actually that tired- more worried about the grade I'm going to get on this paper. Tomorrow I will worry about sleep. I probably won't be able to function properly. Oh wait, by tomorrow, I mean today. When the sun comes up.

At one point in time, I had all these witty things to say on the blog. Thoughts I wanted to share. And as of right now, my mind is mud. NO idea what I was planning on writing. At least my sentences are mostly real sentences... nouns, verbs, etc. I haven't completely failed out of the English language quite yet. Soon though. Probably in another 12 hours, I will turn into a comatose thing. Yes a thing... there should be a better word to put after "comatose" but I can't think of one right now. My iTunes has cycled through some of the most random songs... for example: Avril is singing right now. Haven't heard her in a while.

One thought... oh wait, I lost it. Never mind. Brain officially fried. Mmmmkay... I guess I should go back to writing. See? This semester is keeeeeeelllllllling me. Maybe if I hadn't worked all weekend, I would have been able to find time to write this freaking paper.

What tastes good at 3:30 in the morning?