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From 9:00 AM Sunday to 7:00 PM Tuesday, the last few days of finals, I had two donuts, perhaps three small candy bars, and three and a half hours of sleep.
After 7:00 PM Tuesday, I got into bed (forgetting to log off AIM; sorry everybody) and slept until 4... and then till 9:45... and then 11. I had a parade of dreams where I had wings, or was going on a field trip through space, or was at Disneyworld.
What did I learn? I learned how to make writing essays go faster, and that I can be pretty danged stoic if the need arises, and that John Lennon's "Happy Christmas" is a totally depressing song, and that I love looking at the sky.
It feels like a week of distance between me and Tuesday. But then, 16 hours is a lot of sleep.
After 7:00 PM Tuesday, I got into bed (forgetting to log off AIM; sorry everybody) and slept until 4... and then till 9:45... and then 11. I had a parade of dreams where I had wings, or was going on a field trip through space, or was at Disneyworld.
What did I learn? I learned how to make writing essays go faster, and that I can be pretty danged stoic if the need arises, and that John Lennon's "Happy Christmas" is a totally depressing song, and that I love looking at the sky.
It feels like a week of distance between me and Tuesday. But then, 16 hours is a lot of sleep.
