exhaustication

two consecutive weeks of four- to six-hour sleep can do anyone in.

okay maybe not anyone but certainly me.

today i had to turn in the second last report and i groggily decided, after another eighteen hours of non-sleep, not to ride. wow, imagine that. so i took the mini to school and back. five minutes into the journey and i knew i wasn't going to make it; i couldn't even focus on the car in front of me. fuck, i remember thinking. this is it, i'm gonna die. well, i had to do something to stay awake, and blasting the radio doesn't do shit for me. so i improvised.

there wasn't much on the way there, but on the way back from school i was thoroughly entertained by a big lexus suv. it tried to go around a corner moments after overtaking me, but guess what happened.

i didn't know it was still behind me when i reached home. it must have been stuck behind numerous slower cars the whole time, because i didn't see it the whole way. bet it upset the shit out of him/her. so as i was exiting i finally saw the lexus take up the lane i'd just vacated and try to accelerate away.

i say try, because it still took it a good five seconds to pass me. and i was braking the whole time.

wow, some victory.

i contemplated showing the driver the 'L' sign but then decided against it. because what's the point?

i'm sorry your ego had to be crushed so i could stay awake.
peace. (: