A Good Nights Rest...

Here's the deal:
I have been messing up my sleep schedule. I realize that I only have myself to blame. But let's be honest, I am not in the mood to blame myself. So the delusional truth...the universe is conspiring against me.
Last week I has a ton of academic, church, and social obligations. By the end of each day the homework fairies had failed to diminish the stack any decent amount. Therefore, I had no choice but stay up and do it myself. My teachers would be so proud...right.
Multiple times I was in bed at a very undisciplined time. Way past my bed-time. But I had no choice!!
Confession:
One night I didn't sleep at all.
I know, I know. I'm slapping the back of my hand right now.
No sleep=A grumpy me. Oops.
But no worries-I slept in way past dawn on Saturday. I feel it was completely justifiable. Here comes the crazy part.
My roommates are insane. Period.
But about every couple days I think their little routine is a little genius. So thus, I was hoodwinked.
Last week during my insane life and lack of sleep I was in one of those moods. So I joined in on the insanity, woke up at 6:30 am and went running.
I'm not even sure how I feel about running.
After catching up on sleep, I was bracing myself for the upcoming week of multiple test, assignments and friends. And gosh darn it, I promised-in my moment of weakness-to run EVERY morning this week.
Goodbye dear-and-precious sleep.