This is pissing me off

There are so many lost opportunities because of me falling asleep. I don't think sleep is a bad thing. I just find it annoying. So annoying, in fact, that when it's actually time to go to bed, I get irritated, vexed, irked, nettled, whichever word you want to use, with myself for wanting to go to sleep. Don't get me wrong, I enjoy the occasional nap and sleeping in on Monday mornings. It's every aspect of "bum" and my recognizing that a break is needed once in a while. You can say that sleeping in on Mondays is a masterpiece. A masterpiece so beautiful that its accomplishment entails little effort. The words "bum" and "little effort" don't really impart ideas of accomplishment. It makes you think of being a lazy retard. For honesty's sake, please don't f*cking say that you don't feel fulfilled or accomplished after a long nap. What a pathetic lie that would be. Realize that, in a sense, sleep is an art. It is an enjoyable art. Art made easy. Art made necessary and practical.

Good morning. Last night, I did not get much of this art. I am annoyed. Today will most likely turn out like this:

Sleep in class because I didn't get enough sleep last night.

Become irritable because I didn't get enough sleep last night.

Possibly fail a quiz and long test because I didn't get enough sleep last night.

Feel TIRED IN ALL POSSIBLE SENSES because I didn't get enough sleep last night.

But why make something so trivial such a big deal? It's not practical. It's stupid. Thinking about it, it's not about the lack of sleep I get. It is (and this will sound really sad and pathetic) the act of sleep itself. I guess you can say it's a fear. It's the thought of locking yourself up in an abyss so infinitely deep yet somehow, so full of sh*t. You can't run away from it. You're asleep. You're stuck there with your thoughts. Happy, exciting,  sad, embarrassing, frustrating - each and every feeling, emotion, and experience; they all just wait there, wait for their creator. They're all waiting for you to close your eyes, to let your guard down. Then they pounce, and you're either happy about it or you're not. In a sense, it's a gamble. It's impractical.

Again, don't get me wrong. I enjoy sleep, but I guess nothing is free. I enjoy sleep, and it enjoys annoying me. I'm not some crazy person who enjoys being annoyed. I'm just tired... and sleepy. 

You just read the unnecessary thoughts of a very frustrated, bored, possibly stressed-out, and scatterbrained college student. Thank you for allowing me to waste your time. Hahahaha!