These past 66 (and some) nauseating, sleep-deprived hours have convinced me to never ever EVER do another drug in my life.. EVER AGAIN. My head still pounds heavy to the vibrations of an electronic bass, 120 decibels against the walls of my skull. Yea, it might sound like a dope ass 24/7 rave, but TRUST, it hurts like hell.

Exhaustion rapes me in the ass... I don't have the energy to resist so I bend over and take it like a bitch.  The painful poundings lullaby me into restless 30 minute naps, abruptly interrupted by the piercing screams of my alarm clock and the incessant nagging voice in my head telling me to study for these 3 upcoming piece-of-shit exams.  Words run marathons across my textbook pages.  They speak to me in gibberish and tell me grandeur tales of how they came to find their home on page 546.

Ironic how I don't hallucinate when on drugs, but from the exhaustion that comes with school.... Someone needs to pass a law, illegalizing school.

On the upside, our home-made shirts were pretty dope :)