I feel refreshed. I feel revitalised. I feel like a new man (man? or boy?). After 2 straight days without sleep (Thurday and Friday), and I really mean without any amount of sleep - not even a 10 minute nap or whatever - I finally dumped myself onto my sleeping mechanism a.k.a the bed, and zzz-ed my night away for 12 straight hours. That's my record for the longest sleep ever.

I learned that without sleep, another side of you is unleashed. An alter ego awakens. You get wackier. You talk senseless (even more senseless than my usual self). And in my brain now, Thursday and Friday were registered as ONE single day.

Okay, so 2 days without sleep is not such a big deal for imsomniacs out there, but it is to me. Oh well, now I'm ready to rumble again. Ready to face the challenges that await me. My tank is fully-fueled. Oh, but wait, empty that tank, for there is more zzz-ing to go. Let's try 15 consecutive hours this time. Off to break my record!