Sleep Is Important

Who would've thought? I have slept less this past week than I have any other week of my entire life. It started Halloween night when, through a series of bizarre and stressful circumstances, I stayed up until 7 am. My alarm went off an hour later and I almost didn't go to class. But then I remembered promising myself that no matter what I had done Halloween night, I would go to my classes  on Friday. Grudgingly, I got out of bed and went to class. I was able to stay awake through psychology pretty fine, but in political science, I passed out in the front row. Apparently I fell asleep on the girl next to me and the professor stopped, looked at me, shrugged, and went on with the lecture. I slept the rest of the day but repeated this for the rest of the weekend. Sunday night I pulled an all nighter for no reason and passed out in psychology and barely made it through political science. Because of those days, my sleep cycle is so messed up right it's not even funny. To give you idea: I dozed off getting my haircut today. I haven't been to philosophy in a week now because I wasn't able to get up. So yeah, sleep is important and I wish I did it more.