Sleep is but a Sin

Ive decided to question the existence of rest...something of which I rarely give myself the privilege of. It is in my best interest to get to bed at a decent hour and rise at an even more decent hour, in order to function properly in everyday life and get through this torture they call "college."
To be perfectly honest with you, I am already falling behind! And not because I don't understand the material...but merely because I haven't been there to decide for myself whether or not the material is indeed understandable or not!
This is due to the horrible confusion that began at the end of winter break. I found out that my English 101 final hadn't reached my teacher by email, and that it was too late to do anything about my grade...which would have otherwise been just fine. Without the proper grade to pass English 101, I had to be taken out of my English 102 class which I had been signed up for.

Outraged, I contacted my 101 teacher immediately, and we managed to work out an agreement that if I got my final to him on the first day of winter quarter, he would preform a miracle and turn in a request form changing my grade to a passing GPA. I was overjoyed to hear this! But the process of changing my grade took longer than I expected, and it was nearly 4 days into the new quarter that I finally found out that I could go on to English 102.
Sadly, this meant that I had missed an entire week of the class I was taken out of! This particular class happens to be a 2-in-1 class, crossed with History.
So this made it all the more nerve wracking that I had to now worry about getting books and joining a class a week after it had already started.

Now, along with this stress, I was also worrying about my math class. I didn't go many times during the first week of winter quarter because I was trying to piece together the confusions of my English situation.
My math teacher is as strict as they come...so naturally, I was terrified to show my face after missing a few days of the class.
A few days sprouted into a week somehow!
And now that I finally have my English 102 squared away, I am behind in math and I still need to face the new class I joined.
It is major stress!!

All the while, I am trying to keep up with my social life. I went to a party on Friday and had fun, but as a result to that party, I slept in all day Saturday, then had to rush off to work! Then I got home and ended up working on some mep's until the wee hours of the morning. Then I slept in all day on Sunday, and managed to drag myself out of bed in time to go see a movie with a friend.

When I finally got home on Sunday night, I was too exhausted to even glance at my math book or worry about my new English/History class......so I never got the chance to go over what I had missed!

Which leads up to the reason I am up at 4 in the morning, telling some anonymous person about all this.
I am stresssseddddd!
And although my entire body is begging me to go to bed, I just cant.

What a predicament this is.