The past two days I was awake for almost 40 hours. Its a new record for me. The worst of it was hour 25 to hour 30. At hour 38 I wasn't even tired anymore and i felt like i couldve done another 20 hours. I soon realised that there was no point being awake that long on purpose unless in a scientific study or if i wanted to become insane. I reached a nice handful of emotional stages though. Paranoiah was the worst i think. I need to cut back or quit smoking. I woke up half an hour ago and coughed maybe 20+ times each with their own delightful amount of multicolored flem. I remember pretty much every stage of my smoking habit. Started in like march or april i think. I was tired of bumming cigarettes from my friends when i had the means to buy them myself. So i bought my first pack and smoked it in like 3 - 5 days. after that i pretty much smoked out of boredom. When i moved to my dad's house my cigarette usage increased ridiculously because there was nothing else to do. Nowadays i have no problem going through a pack a day. Its more out of stress but work sucks because even with the raise i just got, i still make less than everyone while i get stuck with the shitjob. Plus i get ultra stressed out with my mom being around me. No matter whats wrong in our house she acts like I'm the reason for it. Its all bitch bitch bitch. It seems to be squelching that stress pretty good cause I can't remember the last time i flipped out.