Sleeeeeeeeep.

I went to sleep at 11 PM, and woke up at 10 AM. It was one of those deep, dreamless sleeps that I haven't experienced in a long time. I blinked in the dead of night, and in the next second I saw sunshine. All the fatigue in my body was washed off my body, and my eyelids weren't heavy anymore.

This week was a pretty bad week. I averaged out about 4 hours of sleep a day. I really need to get this schedule on track. I'll wander around campus feeling like a ghost, just because everything that is usually so vibrant and alive is dull and muddy to me, like watching a television that's been dropped down a flight of stairs. Everything is washed out: blue skies are fading, sunsets are gray, sorority girls all look the same to me.

It seems that right now, I'm not technically living a life, but rather living a process. Wake up early, class, work, study, sleep. My day to day can be summarized in 5 words. Five! Oh, how could I let this happen.

I should really get out more.