So there comes the weekend where I can slack off a bit, you know, who doesn't like to indulge in the quality entertaining arts, but suddenly I realize that a bit of time passes by. It's not a small amount of time either, 2, 4, nah, say 8 hours maybe add or take 1. Anyway, point being there is sooo much hard relaxing to do that before I know it 5 am creeps on me as if we are bffs and suddenly I get ptsd flashbacks of a watered down life. It's not a happy life, if you wondering, nothing but sad and gloom, and add depression for desert. Never seeing the sun in a closed off room full of nothing but screens staring at me, "HEY abraker DID YOU FORGET TO SHITPOST AGAIN?". Total nightmare fuel, I say, in fact they don't make nightmares that scary. It should take a hero not to go mad from that, not that I am mad, I mean I am a mad scientist, but not a mad person, I mean you get the point. So 5 am, trying not to hit 6, maybe I won't, probably will, but hopeful I won't . . . So here I am now, almost 5 am gonna tap me by my shoulder, really don't want, but will, and I got to ask how to make not. Like pretend 5 am is this guy from school you really wanna avoid. Anything that has to do with the guy is asking for trouble, maybe even more. Ok so right now I need go off pretend I'm not here 'cause it's coming. Be waiting for that answer.