It's 11:28 and I'm Still Crazy As Hell

Documenting the typically ignored hours of time. That's what I call this.

While I type *clickity clackity* away at my chemistry lab write up. That is due tomorrow. That I am starting now. That will probably take 3 hours for a 98, 2 for a 90, 1 for an 85 and NO I WILL NOT ACCEPT ANYTHING BELOW A 98. THANK YOU.

So, thus I commence.

11:30 pm-

Strange noises are noted from the upstairs hallway. It could possibly be my parents stirring at my disturbance of the stillness in our household's appropriated slumbering hours. My hypothesis? My mom will amble down the stairs and order me to sleep, and I will refuse. Who knows?

11:31 pm- I begin on my chemistry paper and replay Regina Spektor for the umpteenth time.

11:47 pm- Just starting the Introduction. What, you ask, do I have done? The data table and the Title Page. Yay. Luckily, I already wrote out my Introduction on paper! (Wow, this must be the most boring blog entry I've written. At least to an outsider. Sorry, sorry, whoever is reading this.)

12:00 am- Hey, the lab is due in 9 hours and 15 minutes!

12:27 am- I am rolling on a river of chemistry! I have finished the Introduction, the Materials List, the Method, and I am now working on the Results' Description. After this, all I have left is the Discussion (ooh, but that one's the biggie... the grade changer...) and the Conclusion (EASY!). So I'm good. I feel oddly energized, but just give me a few minutes and I'll be asleep. I'm going to have to wake up early tomorrow and check this whole paper anyways.

12:49 am- Just the Discussion and the Conclusion. I can do this. I can do this. I can... Ugh. Why can't I do this? I'll just write the conclusion before the discussion. Because it's easier.

1:00 am- How long have I been working on this? I started at around 11:30 pm... An hour and a half?!

1:38 am- The weariness is seeping in. Slowly, slowly, just as it seeps out in the mornings. But wait!- it is the morning. Even better: it is the morning of my last day of school before the long awaited Spring Break. I remember when, about 2 months ago, I prayed for the hasty arrival of this week. Now, I'm not so sure. Now, I wish time would just stop being so slow. Time goes so fast, and in the words of Jacob, "I'm here to slow the motherf*cker down."

1:51 am- PRINTING!! Now all I have to do is hole punch, correct everything, and fill in the handwritten calculations. OH HAPPY DAY... Or morning.