Is this real life?

He says it all.

I feel yah, David. I totally understand. Switching up my sleeping pattern like this is killing me! Its 9:30pm and it feels like its waaaay past midnight. School is turning me into a grandma! A grandma who wakes up at 5:30am. And that doesn't seem too unrealistic because I do wake up to the sound of my grandpa shuffling around that early when I'm at home in Santa Cruz.  But really, scientists say that when you don't get enough sleep your brain is the same as when you're intoxicated...or something like that. I believe it. I am so delusional and drunk off of sleepiness right now. I feel exactly like poor little David, drugged and confused--just without the actual drugs. I'm sure you've felt that way too before. Actually, I'm sure all college students know the feeling. The only difference is, most college students don't have a set of knives to use in class. There's no falling asleep in school for me anymore! 

My bed is unmade because I just finished my laundry and I'm way too tired and lazy to make it. So maybe I'll get to know my bare mattress tonight. Ay chihuahua I just can't believe that this is my life for the next eight weeks: waking up at 5:30am and sleeping before midnight. The past two days felt kind of like camp to me with the new faces, exciting new tasks, and everybody waddling through the kitchen like baby ducklings in their uniforms--it's exciting! I just hope I don't burn out before the module ends. Knocking on wood- I don't want to depend on caffeine. My friend already went around telling my classmates that I'm crazy and ticklish on the first day of class. I don't know if they can handle caffeinated-me. I can't even handle my caffeinated self.

Oh man! I haven't even showered yet and time is just flying. Everything is moving so fast around me and I am just sitting here, frozen, tired as hell. So maybe I should just go plop into bed and get a decent seven hours of sleep. I gotta be well rested for our exciting herb garden tour tomorrow, right? Oh yeah I'm so ready to memorize those plants. Haaa! But no, not at all, I could really care less about the herbs right now. I just need sleep. I feel like this sad little dog. Goodnight!