Sketch is sitting here in the campus Mac lab with about three other students. Some sweet techno mixes, done by a fellow student, are blaring on the speakers. I'm hyped on an Vault and Cherry Coke as I grind away at my third and final digital illustration for my Senior Project. I just want a break from all this. Want to draw ideas and dreams of my own at this point.

Sleep cycles are completly destoryed at this point in the semester. Even when I'm dead tired, I have the worst trouble even getting to sleep now. I think I've gained the ability to see through walls and talk to burritos from lack of sleep... or mabey that's the Vault speaking. What did I just say... ??? What, I didn't say anything... Quite you!
You do gain a weird hightened sense when you stay up long enough.

Whew... all nighters. Make you feel dead... I mean alive... no wait... dead-alive. BRAINS!

Student log... 4:30 am has arrived and I am now among the remaining few who slave like myself on their projects. The smell of BBQ chips and energy drinks fill the room. After much effort, caffine, and plenty of bathroom breaks, I'm finally done with the third illustration for my project. If my body had the energy, I would jump and shout on high. But I'm to dang tired for that. Class begins at 9:40 am... so i might as well stay up, and not risk sleeping through it. Could really go for a burger right now, but I don't need food at this early hour.

I don't know what I'm typing at this point.

... BrAiNs!

Nah, this is my midnight run, where I work myself to death trying to get as much work done on my senor project. I've already been dubbed a work horse by teachers. It's currently 2:45 am right now and my mind is wanderin like a drunk dog on a leash. Ugh.

EDIT:

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