Everything must run its course.

This is my first official all-nighter of this school year. I can't believe it's been almost a full quarter and this is only my first attempt at it. What I do is stock up on Rockstars, start out the evening watching Gilmore Girls with a friend, and then procrastinate and drink Rockstar and procrastinate until I have no choice but to do my homework at 2 in the morning. Completely wired.

It's 4 a.m. now and I think I'm done. I'm not really done though. I'm never really done with this kind of assignment. I have to write a newsletter article and write copy for a brochure for an imaginary company sponsoring an imaginary 5K. It's for my creative message writing class, which is definitely my favorite (and most useful) class.

I haven't missed a point in the class yet. But this assignment is worth a lot of points, and here I am struggling through it with half my mind, half my sanity and synthetic energy—courtesy of Rockstar. (If you haven't noticed, I stopped using Oxford commas. You probably didn't, but just in case, I did it because AP style is now my thing.)

I'm trying to find a song that kind of conveys how I'm feeling right now…and I think I just found it: Time to Pretend, MGMT.