Today in class, at around 4th period, it hit me... my dream and imaginary world collided with reality, causing a mental breakdown that caused me to be stupid for some minutes.... not hours. It was actually pretty freaky, because no matter how hard I tried, I couldn't think, nor concentrate... I kept dozing off into different thoughts, then my head fell, then I woke up, then again, then again, then again.... it just kept on going, like mutated rubber pants.....
And for some reason, I'm no sleepy anymore. My face looks like a mess topped off with some bloodshot eyes. I suddenly realize what importance a two hour nap means to me...
Current mood: The craps.
Listening to: The constant drifting of my thoughts born in various dimensions...
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