Basket.

It is yet another Thursday night and I thought I would be tired, but it turns out I am not. After all, I have been sleeping rather much later than my average bedtime this entire past week, either fussing about CCA, or handling miscellaneous nonsense, or simply too engrossed in conquering the world as a religious tyrant (Fundamentalism in Civ2=BEST FORM OF GOVERNMENT EVA). Plus two consecutive tests today, both of which I am convinced I will attain dire results in, and will fully deserve.

So, I am right here amazingly having the energy to write this and think as I do so. I've always liked my ability to thrive on little sleep; it gives so much more time to do stuff, although I usually squander the extra on frivolities. Nor do I need to spend money on coffee like many others do (although I indulge myself in the occasional can). Ah, so many advantages. Sleeping too much is inefficiency, pure and simple, and we all know where inefficiency gets one in our spick-and-span little city-state.

Tommorrow, another weekend arrives. For once, I am free to go home at the regular dismissal time. But will I take it? That is another question.