Just had the most surreal evening/morning/school sleepover ever. I have had over 24 hours no sleep and too much caffeine and sugar. I am so dead but i still have so much energy. I played a sport invented at 3 am at 4 am which I apparently had natural talent at. I have a carpet burn thing from where i kinda fucked up but i was to tired hyper to care. I called the film gravity, galaxy. I played a version of table tennis that involved one person sitting on a yoga ball and the other standing on a balance mat and whenever the ball girl picked up a ball they had to say huzzah! I said that the female main character in gravity should have at least 3 broken legs. I went really psychotic and tried to kill my friend with a yoga ball. I discussed zombie apocalypse plans that were vaguely based on attack on titan at 4/5 am. That's all i an remember god it was weird. I convicted myself that airports aren't real.
