What if.

What if I get sick today? I will be on 3 hours of sleep maximum competing for my school at state Science Olympiad. Good move, sister.
I didn't expect to be blogging at 2 AM in the morning. I think I've stayed up to this time twice in my life, once studying for my AP World final and once talking to my friend about issues. We had issues. What is the real reason behind my staying up?
Tostito chips. Once again, food is dictating my actions. Its disappointing that so much of my performance is dependent on the size of my breakfast and after dinner munchies. As I'm typing mid-sneeze, I'm also terrified that if I don't stay up, I won't be able to burn off the chips. I don't think that's even logical.
There are two things I miss about not caring about food. The first is confidence, something I have when I'm hungry and something extraordinarily fleeting after gluttonous meals. The second is the 10 lbs that my body should not be carrying, something I actually believe is seriously detrimental to my play. My faltering count of pushups is deflating my ego along with the recent B and F I got on my bio and physics tests, respectively.
I mean, physics was 2/4. I can fix it... it just looks and feels very, very ugly.

On the bright side, 2 AM is secret time. This is the time when people forget what they should have, should not have, and did say. It was funny... but my lack of sleep is already bombarding my immune system. My body is telling me to sleep, as is my running nose. Unfortunately, my mind is spinning and my mouth still tastes like Tostito chips.

Very bad move. I should have stuck with carrots and ketchup.