I discovered something in undergrad that I had forgotten until tonight: there is no point whatsoever in going to bed early.
Every now and then, I would be really exhausted during the day. I would get home and around 9pm realize that I have nothing left to do. So, I'd decide to go to bed. I'd lay down, thinking about how great it was going to be when I woke up the next day so refreshed. One hour, two hours, three hours go by....and I'm still laying awake, cursing the world because now I'm just rested enough that I'm not going to sleep any time soon. I chalked it up to the noise of having 3 roommates that kept me awake.
So tonight, I was tired all day, decided to go to bed at 9:30pm. Apparently I wasn't tired enough because its now approaching midnight and I am wide awake. No roommates to blame now, just the cruel tricks of nature keeping me up. I have truly learned my lesson now - no going to bed before 11pm. Anyone got any Tylenol PM handy?
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I did the same thing last night- it makes me SOOO mad.
That's the story of my life.
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