Man, oh man, oh man, am I sleepy. I don't know what's wrong with me, but am effin' sleepy. Every class in school is a struggle to stay awake. Once the teacher's moth opens, a wave of desire to go off to la-la land sucker-punches me in the gut. There was even this instance during lunch, when I was still quite energetic and bouncy, I was poking my friend Argie, who was sleeping on his seat, into awake ness. You know, so we could chat and stuff. The professor walked in the door mid-poke, and I swear to God, it's like…