I finally got some sleep last night, but I wouldn't call it a good nights rest. I kept waking up every hour, even as I was sleeping I felt uncomfortable, as if my body kept trying to tell me to wake up. I thought forcing myself to sleep for one night might get me back to my normal routine. Far from it, worked a good first half of my day, the rest I spent watching the IT crowd with a very beautiful woman, spent the rest watching Machete and Devil. You would think I would be tired by now. I close my eyes, laying there in the darkness in hopes of maybe drifting off without even noticing but, as if my eyes were those world maps you find in a classroom, once they were down almost instantaneously they shot back up again. I don't know why I can't sleep anymore, let alone know what I'm going to do once school starts. Actually, I do still sleep but only the first half of the day, this started close to the end of last week. I'd be up all night doing god knows what to pass the time, and once 6 am come around I'd pass out to maybe 1 or 2. Maybe I should force myself to wake up earlier, morning showers might be able to wake me up, at this point anything is better than nothing. I was going to keep a log about what I dreamt about, but I don't remember the last time I had a dream.
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