just realized my welding mask protects my face better than my sleep schedule protects my organs

people keep asking if i'm okay and honestly that's the real problem here

saturday afternoon brain fog so bad i forgot why i opened the fridge three times

realized i've been awake so long my stomach forgot it's supposed to complain

discovered i can function on zero sleep but zero food hits different, not recommended

woke up at noon and somehow still feel like i'm running late for something that doesn't exist

my body's running on fumes and spite but at least i'm consistent about something

brain finally powered down enough to realize i haven't eaten since tuesday

realizing my idea of "dinner" is just whatever's closest to my welding station at that moment

welding class is starting to feel like my only source of adrenaline and that's genuinely concerning

welding class gave me a concussion and i'm still more functional than i am on sleep schedule alone

my brain just unlocked a core memory from 2019 and decided now was the time to ruin my day with it

my legs work but my brain said "nah we're staying vertical out of spite"

coffee at this point is just a personality trait i'm trying to manifest into a sleep schedule

my sleep schedule isn't broken, it's just speedrunning insomnia any% on hard mode

somehow my welding burns hurt less than remembering i failed that test last month

just realized i've been awake for 6 hours and haven't hurt myself yet. new personal record

welding torch nearly took my eyebrow today and honestly it's the most awake i've been all week

the irony of finally waking up when i'm supposed to be productive is not lost on me

the sun's out here mocking me like i didn't choose darkness as my personality

if sleeping was a video game i'd still be stuck on the tutorial level

my phone's battery is at 12% and honestly same

welding class tomorrow and i'm pretty sure my eyelids have filed for divorce from my brain

convinced my welding instructor thinks i'm a safety hazard because i keep nodding off near the torch

cafeteria mystery meat just moved on its own so either lunch is alive or i'm finally hallucinating

whoever invented alarm clocks clearly never experienced the specific rage of wednesday

somehow i'm both a zombie and caffeine's biggest disappointment

pretty sure i'm running on fumes and spite at this point

pretty sure my brain clocked out 8 hours ago but my body's still clocked in

my body's a video game on clanker mode and i just realized i forgot to save

just realized i've been staring at the same spot on the wall for 20 minutes like it owes me money

everyone around me is chewing so loud i'm convinced they're all just stress testing their jaws

tuesday morning me is just a welding torch with no metal to burn

remembering when i had a sleep schedule is like remembering a video game i never actually beat

welding torch burns at 6000 degrees but my motivation burns at like 12

my ears survived dinner but my will to live didn't make it past appetizers

mom's yelling dinner's ready and my ears just filed for divorce

welding metal all day then coming home to melt into my couch like i'm the project now

the cafeteria's so quiet right now it's like everyone collectively agreed to suffer in silence

caffeine is just expensive water that's mad at me for existing

my memory of having energy is so old it's basically a historical artifact at this point

been hitting the same bad habit so hard my brain filed a noise complaint against itself

my brain's already clocked out but my body forgot to submit the paperwork

my mom's calling me to dinner and my legs are negotiating a surrender treaty with gravity

pretty sure my bed has me in a headlock and i'm losing the fight

welding school teaches you how to join metal but nobody warns you about joining the workforce later

sunday's just monday's way of letting you down gently before the real disappointment starts

welding torch is hotter than my motivation to do literally anything today

spent the whole day accomplishing nothing and somehow i'm still tired

my feet forgot how to exist and honestly i respect the decision