Basically I should just give up on sleeping. I can never seem to do it anymore. I mean, granted, I actually slept a bit today. But only for short periods of time. And I did sleep in and skip chem, and I don't really know why I bothered. I guess just to do scheduling, and because I got up, on time and just thought, "You know what? No, thanks. I haven't missed any other ones. I'm just going to stay in and sleep an extra two hours." Which, don't worry, I didn't. Because that would be too much to ask of the gods of sleep.
So here I am, 2:20 am and I have to be up at 7:30 and I'm screwed. I did Spanish homework, I started English for Thursday (though I cannot finish, as I have to work on it with Chelsea again for our presentation). I can't study for calc (not that I really would) because Elaine's midterm is tomorrow so she has the book. And I'm sort of kind of caught up with chem for now. But I have to do that stupid lab more tomorrow. Honestly. That's what hell is. Chem H203 lab 25. I guarantee it.
Anyhoo and just to make things that much more annoying, my brain hurts because it's always thinking. I know that sounds stupid, but really, there's always so much on my mind I can't seem to relax. Even while watching House tonight I was running through all the things I need to do. That may have been because tonight's episode wasn't so great, but still. I have to get to Target, to finish this English project, go to the RPAC (which I skipped tonight in the hopes that I would get to bed early), study calc, read chem, make a phone call, work out details on summer employment, on housing next year, all in between stressing about what I'm goig to be doing for the rest of my life- which, after scheduling today, I don't think will be much longer. Mis clases son:
Chem H221 Analytical Chemistry
Chem 251 Organic Chemistry Lecture
Physics 131 Particles in motion
Spanish 401 Advanced Grammar
Honestly. Anyone who kills me can have all my stuff. They deserve it for doing a service both to myself and to society at large. Maybe I should become a meterologist. I don't really look good enough to be on TV, but maybe if I work my ass off I could afford some plastic surgery.
On the bright side, Calculus didn't suck and I did decently on my midterm... you know, relative to everyone else... Now if only I can pass next week's chem midterm.
It's starting to look like I'm going to spend all weekend studying. Even the part when we go up to Chelsea's cabin in the middle of nowhere. I mean I guess there won't be that much else to do, besides trying not to get raped by Eric or whatever. So I might as well study for chem, right?
Shiiiiiit I want to sleep but I can't stop thinking and even writing in this stupid blog (which I realize is over four years old at this point) isn't helping tonight. I shouldn't nap. I should just learn to accept the fact that sleep is... not for me.
Oh, but I love it so. And it's no fair. Katelyn sleeps alllllll the time. I swear to god everytime I get back from a four hour (or two in the afternoon) block of class, she's asleep, and I just have to sit down and do more work. Matame. How come I got the roommate who has no problems with sleep? Maybe she's using some type of sinister magic to take my sleeping abilities away from me.
Anyway since this isn't helping, I'm going to stop wasting valuable space on the internet and just go to bed. If anyone actually reads this, comment on it. It'll give me something to do.
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