I've never been officially diagnosed but I've had trouble sleeping since I was a kid. I used to often play with my teddies until I fell asleep sitting up and such. I went through the entirety of high-school with 2 hours or less of sleep per night. Maybe because of that I seem to have gotten used to it, and as I've gotten older it's not so much lack of sleep but the matter of when I sleep that's become an issue and often gets in the way of my social life and such. Just the other week I was up for 48hrs no issue and easily could've been up longer if I didn't kind of force myself to sleep. The only solution I've ever had is to just wait until I feel worn out enough to collapse then force myself to stay awake until the time I want to sleep and "reset" my sleeping habits that way

Who? Me. What? Awesomeness. When? 24/7. Where? Anywhere. Why? I dunno, nature? Why not? Coz being awesome is awesome. Kinda self explanatory.

That's the important question? Does the caffeine burn up? I don't think the caffeine is the issue.lol Stick with milk or heavy cream.lol

Age: Around my age but not older than 19 (for now). Height: N/A (Any height is fine as long as they are a good person). Personality: If they are okay with me and my personality. A little chaotic or psychotic. Hobbies: At least one sport. Eye color: Don't care. Once again, I only care about their personality and if they are kind, with a little chaotic side to them as well. I am just looking for someone to date for now, but maybe even get together in the future, near or far.

For the first time I had a dream I was drafted into war. I was sent on the front lines to attack a fortified city somewhere in eastern Europe. I carried a single shot rifle onto battle. Instead of attacking the defenses in the city from the front I followed some people around to the side to flank and get a better angle at their fortified positions. They didn't know they were being flanked yet and I shot them one after another. The people attacking from the front were dying trying to take the high ground. My heart was racing but I just kept shooting. The battle was over in about 30 minutes after I arrived. I picked up a shotgun and another rifle to carry back to base. We took a small monorail tram back out of the city. There was a blonde haired soldier sitting next to me and her face was dirty. She was quiet. I told her this was my first battle and I killed 11 people and asked how many battles has she been in. She said she stopped counting at 12 and she laughed a weird laugh and became silent again. I remember feeling after the first battle I was at my limit and I hated everything about war.