A thread about the day I realised sleep was a choice:

So it was a Thursday evening in matric and it dawned on me that I had 2 tests the following day that I hadn’t studied for. One of them AP Maths so I was in deep poop because we only have 2 classes for it a week and I only attended one.

So leading up to this Thursday I’d been busy with house plays and other things (can’t remember what but I’m sure ORT nonsense was there). So come Thursday evening I haven’t touched a book for either of these two tests.

So I decided to stay up cause your girl wasn’t about to fail. I stayed up until 5am and got an hour of sleep before I had to be up for breakfast (boarding school life)

So I wrote the tests ( aced both of them ). So you think at the end of the day I’d do sleep right? Lol think again. I had house plays practice from 2pm until 8pm. And I was there wide awake, rehearsing better than I’d rehearsed all week.

After that surely I’m tired and I’ll go to sleep? No ma’am. I get back to my room and take a shower. As I’m about to pick a movie to each before I sleep, my best friend comes to my room and we have an argument.

After said argument one might think I’m pooped and just want to sleep, but no I get to my desk and start doing my homework. After that I watched a movie and eventually went to bed around midnight.

En conclusion, we don’t need sleep.