As most of my old High School friends can probably attest, my sleeping habits (or lack thereof) have never been stellar. I'm the kind of person who goes to bed late and subsequently wakes up late. But lately I've been trying to change that.
Unfortunately it's not going well.
Last year, second semester, I was faced with a lot of challenges in my life. I found that one of the reasons they weighed so heavily on my mind and soul was because I wasn't getting enough sleep at night. In fact, I was often finding myself falling asleep at 2:30 in the AM or later, depending on how enthralled I was in whatever TV series I was watching that night. My sleeping habits grew progressively worse from there, until finally it hit me. Enough was enough. I needed to get more sleep.
So I set a bed time at 1:30 in the AM. That may seem ridiculous to you, especially since I was waking up for classes or church at 8:30 AM, but it the best I could do at the time.
I managed to stick to this bedtime for the majority of my second semester. But then all heck broke lose and I found that summer was upon me.
Summer is great. There is little stress, little worry and for a college student, the promise of at least one home cooked meal a week. It should have been heaven. But with every summer comes a new nemesis. The dreaded lack-of-schedule.
Without a reason to wake up every morning (I was unable to get a job despite several fantabulous interviews), I found myself sleeping in later and later and going to bed later and later. And then the worst possible thing happened.
As many of you know, I took a few classes over the summer break. They were great and I managed to stay on top of all of them despite the lack of assignment due dates. But then Finals week hit and my cute little cousins came over. In order to spend time with them and yet get everything done, I woke up around 11 AM, stayed awake and played with my cousins till around 7 when I would take a two hour nap and then stay awake till 5 or 6 AM doing assignments and taking tests.
It was madness.
And it didn't stop there. Over that Finals week, my entire schedule shifted about 6 hours. And I have yet to get it back into whack.
It doesn't help that I wake up (for no apparent reason) when my roommate wakes up (sometime between 6:30 and 7:30 AM), and I can only go to sleep at night after the other roommates have finally stopped goofing off right outside my door at 2:00 AM.
The moral of the story?
I'M EXHAUSTED!!! LET ME SLEEP!
that sux, i have the solution to your problem, two words, sleeping gas, put it in the air vents and they will all shut up :D
ReplyDeleteThat's funny. My brother gave me the same advice . . . except his involved sleeping pills.
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