I’m exhausted, but I’m not tired.Kyle is in the other room, sleeping. I wish I could just cuddle with him. Then I’d sleep. :/

I’m exhausted, but I’m not tired.
Kyle is in the other room, sleeping. I wish I could just cuddle with him. Then I’d sleep. :/

My body hates me.
Sleep is evasive.
Time to go cuddle with Kyle for the last time for a while.
*sigh* 

My sleeping pattern is so fucked up.
My last calc II exam is tomorrow.
I have barely studied for it. But I only need a 64 on the exam to get an A in the class. Seeing as I haven’t gotten below an 85 on an exam, I think I should be fine.

I can’t believe I have nearly finished a year of college.

So I couldn’t fall asleep last night until 530. 
And I got a text at 720 that woke me up.
My sleeping pattern is so fucked up.
But apparently ecstasy fixes sleep schedules.
So I’m probably going to try it again sometime soon.
Hopefully it works this time. 

Workout.

Eat.

Workout.

Sleep.

Repeat.