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i think this is a record for me, i'm on about 37 hours and planning to go out in a bit
on the last night I went out to get some food and I started seeing ghosts and shit following me. After that I decided that maybe I do need to sleep.
while writing up the dissertation for my ba(hons)
IM A STUDENT
i DiSed pretty much continually as i did it as well.
i've been really fine most of today (probably as i've been drinking) but there's just no way i could last another night
£1 litre bottles of imitation red bull
the Jeniferever album (i can't bring myself to listen to this anymore)
Sepultura's Dante XXI album
i was such a mess
about 48 hours when i lost my passport once. it was JUST like being on drugs. only more out of it.
not getting much sleep at the minute. Its killing me. wee hour here and there
i remember being at work once and i was literally falling asleep on my feet. i fell asleep at the chemical brothers once, standing up, due to sleep deprivation
when I used to get sick when I was a kid.
I was a wreck.
I'm pretty much an insomniac unless I get boozed up!
I've not slept since Saturday night. I feel like a zombie. I hate it so much, there's a show on BBC1 now about it but I've missed the start so hoping I can catch some tips on iPlayer.
ive tried two different kinds now and they kind of worked on the first night trying each and now they dont work at all. temazepam and something else :(
its killing me
During the day, only when I'm at work or when it's convenient, I can fall asleep at the drop of a hat. On buses and trains etc. But even if I'm awake all night and then have the whole day off I can't have a nap. I just can't sleep. I've been the same since I was 8, it's something to do with mu migraines they think. Pfff.
this better not be what im getting
I don't actually get headaches unless I take migraine relief tablets (wtf?!), I am just constantly dizzy like I could pass out. apparently that's migraine too. I go through sleep phases though...I NEVER sleep properly like I expect most people do but I do sometimes have a few hours a night then I'll have stages of staying up til 5am, sleeping til 6ish then waking up again. Though if I have to work I could happily sleep until the end of time rather than work. It's weird!!!
Hope you don't get it chick, sometimes you just get in a sleep rut & it feels impossible to get out of it, maybe it's just this and you'll be ok soon. Dehydration has a lot to do with it...go get some water!
A waking nightmare: Charlie Brooker on living with insomnia
I'm an adult. I have abilities. I can read (quite quickly), write (passably), draw (cartoons) and take someone's head off with a sniper rifle from over a kilometre away (in video games). I can ride bikes, solve Sudokus, and whistle. In short,
I am Superman. Or I would be, if there wasn't one niggling skill that eludes me. I can't get to sleep.
In theory, falling asleep is easy. You lie down, close your eyes and enter shutdown mode. Simple. Simpler than using a pencil. Unless, like me, you have a brain that finds it hard to shut up. During the day, you can distract it with books and websites and conversations and so on. But at night, in a dark, quiet room, there is no escape. While your body tries to drift away, your brain fidgets restlessly in your skull, huffing like a backseat child , kicking its shoes into your back every four seconds and asking stupid questions. It fiddles with dark thoughts, breaking off now and then to hum a theme tune. And it incessantly moans about the length of the journey.
And after an hour of this, your body starts joining in. Suddenly, nothing feels right. It's too hot. Or too cold. There's a cramp in your neck. So you shift about, trying to find an optimum position of comfort. But there is none. Lie on your side and your arm is in the way. Lie on your back and your head wants to roll left or right.
As for lying on your stomach - only a psychopath would try that. You can't breathe, for God's sake.
Before long, two hours have gone by, so you start worrying about how late it is. Congratulations. Now you're doomed. Straining to lose consciousness, aching to sleep, doomed. You worry about tomorrow. The more important tomorrow is, the worse it gets. All those things to do, and you're going to feel as if you've been beaten up.
Someone once told me that if you want to know how you're going to feel in a decade's time, you should stay awake all night and go into work. It simulates 10 years of ageing apparently. I've done it many times, and it's always grim. There's a bad taste in your mouth and a despairing ache behind your eyes. You feel clammy and anxious. Your clothes stick to you. You look and feel like Pete Doherty wheezing over the finish line of an 888-mile fun run. Sometimes, a weird hysteria takes hold of you, and the strangest things become amusing. I once laughed out loud at an LED sign on the London Underground that said "NEXT TRAIN APPROACHING". For some reason my sleep-deprived mind found it hilarious. It's temporary insanity.
Clearly, this is a situation to be avoided at all costs. So you lie in bed, straining to sleep, alternating between despair and fury, until you reach your cut-off point. Mine is 7am. By 6am, I've generally given up, and I'm on the sofa staring mournfully at GMTV, resigned to staying awake, but then 7am rolls round and I can't fight exhaustion any longer. And then I'm a frozen corpse. I stay dead to the world through alarms and phone calls, and on one occasion, a fire drill. Some time around 11am, I wake in a frothing panic, late for everything, condemned to play catch-up for the rest of the day.
All of which gives me more to worry about later. At night. When I'm trying to sleep. The cycle continues. The bastard thing.
One of these days, lads, one of these days I'll crack 72.
broken only by my falling asleep for about a minute during a tutorial before the person next to me not so surreptitiously woke me up, hence alerting my tutor to my narcoleptic moment.
it's no fun
Yeah, it sucked.
and when it was all over and my finals were complete I went in the JCR to watch TV - it was the first ever showing of the Gormet Night episode of Faulty Towers - there were about ten of us there -I fell of my seat crying in laughter - which set of all the others - life was never quite as serious since that time, although I have many times worked through the night on reports - but never more than 30 hours without sleep/collapse
which sounds a bit wimpy.
apparently the longest anyone has ever gone without sleep was a woman from peterborough who stayed awake for 18 days during a rocking chair marathon in 1977!
I've certainly done lots of all-nighters in my time, and only this week I did two in a row at work before ATP (so that was 60 hours - not pleasant at all), but the most was in February when I went on holiday to Canada. Again I did an all-nighter at work before rushing to the airport, not sleeping on the plane or bus at all, and ending up going for about 70 hours in total.
(i lasted about 43 hours in the end. slept pretty well last night, yes.)
I honestly don't know the exact amount, but I missed two nights sleep completely. I couldn't do it these days, I'm blatantly getting old.
you reach a kind of twilight zone for parts of it, it's amazing, then it's horrible, then amazing.
i love sleep but there's always so much to do.
Starting on hogmanay about 7 years ago, back to my friends party that night that lasted for 3 nights and 4 days. Fulled by lots of drugs and booze. I was a tad fried at the end of it. Great party though.
I eventually fell asleep stanfing up
and on about 3 hours sleep too. good weekend though.
Four nights in a row, while I was doing my finals. Absolutely nightmarish experience. Do I win?
I tend to get to around 6/7 in the morning and call it quits, have a 3 hour nap and start again.
University work never broke my normal sleeping patterns.
No visions at the end of it though. Just felt like I'd been beaten up.
I can't really remember. It was when I was at uni. Had dissertations to do and I had to move house (which involved re-painting a few rooms and packing all my stuff, etc, etc).
Was helped greatly by Speed, Relentless energy drink, and insomnia.
lots of bomberman, a lab report to write and when i was nearing the end i had the most awesome hallucinations - i had my eyes open in the lecture theatre, but superimposed over that were visuals like you get in a dream - i can still vividly remember the red and white deckchair slowing opening and closing over the top of superconductivity physics diagrams