Once Upon a Time

I had resolved to go to bed early. I have an 8:00 class tomorrow morning, which I am almost always late for because I can't seem to get myself out of bed and showered in time. Today I'd been studying for hours, and I was definitely ready to go to bed.

So, I crawl under the covers and turn my iPod on (because, as of late, I cannot sleep without my iPod in my ears...probably a bad habit, but whatever). In the mean time, while quietly listening to my music, my mind is going a mile a minute. Whenever I'm trying to sleep, sometimes, it seems as though my brain decides that it doesn't want to shut up. I think about pertinent things regarding my life, as well as random things that probably have no value at all.

Tonight, I was thinking about school tomorrow...the exam I have to take for my Humanities class. I was thinking about how one of my best friends, JJ, is leaving for his mission next Wednesday. I was thinking about another friend who may or may not go on a mission, and of which has been the cause of much stress for me the past few months. It was then that my iPod decided to die after about 10 minutes of listening to music. The battery was out. Sad, sad day.

So, that's where I am now. I figured I wanted to listen to my music before I went to bed, so I thought I'd plug the thing into life support (a.k.a. my laptop) while I tried to beat my high score on Minesweeper or something (ya...my time is spent in such an interesting way...I try to beat my own high scores on Minesweeper). Minesweeper turned into going on the internet for a little bit, which turned into this.

I should probably think of a little less electronic way to try and go to bed. Whatever happened to warm milk and a bedtime story? (of course, I don't like milk, so that wouldn't have helped anyways)