Sleep sleep sleep.

Ever feel like you "slept" the whole night with your eyes half open? 'Cause last night was definitely one of those nights. Before my head hit the pillow I sort of told myself: by the way you've been procrastinating and lacking highly in the time management department, you don't deserve sleep. You deserve to toss and turn all night worrying about that J.R.R Tolkien book you've been putting off, and to have nightmares about the Thomas Aquinas quiz tomorrow, and to be forever haunted of humanistic consumerism's effect on education, ALL NIGHT LONG.
Hmm... I think I'm being too hard on myself. Maybe? Yes, no?
But despite this restless sleep I suffered through, I found myself air-guitaring and head-banging as I got dressed. And despite this restless sleep, I went absolutely crazy at the gym; never have I felt so excited to be on a treadmill. And after I wiped the sweat from my forehead, I found myself sprinting back to my dorm. Who does that??
Then I decided to watch Carrie Underwood's music video: Temporary Home. Which is when I unintentionally cried my eyes out.
Seeing as how eventful and bipolar my day was, I should just forever be an insomniac. It's good times for sure...
Anyway, this 2000 word essay worth %70 of my grade is beckoning me on over. Can't wait!!