i can't believe what i do so late at night

Lately, my days have been like this:
- get up at 11 (or later)
- lie in bed for 1.5 hours
- loaf
- eat
- complain about lack of food
- listen to britney spears (double points if it's "Kill the Lights")
- get dressed to go outside
- decide against going outside
- finally end up going outside, only to come back in less than two hours
- complain about lack of food
- ...sleep after 2am.

I don't know why I've decided to be lazy. It's my last week of the semester! Shouldn't I be working on Visual Literacy or something? No. Non.
My mind's telling me no, but my body -- my body's telling me yes the same exact thing.

Finals and I never mix. It becomes this vicious cycle of laziness and caffeine and gets up to the point where I'm laughing my ass off about how bad my third Lush Bath Bomb experience was and proclaiming how I would rather become a tambourine player for a band and tour rather than finish school and be a journalist.
J-school is fucking hard work. School is bad when you can't even do what you want to do because The Man is trying to take you down in any way possible.

Anyways. I've realized that I need to make a 'Walking to School' mix during Winter Break. Nada Surf's "Inside of Love" led to the most dream-like walk to campus I've had in the past four months. Everything seems so much better when your life has a soundtrack. I suppose I'll be making a "Taking a Piss" mix too, but that's probably going to take a while...
I think I'd need to appreciate the beauty and awe-inspiring thing that is urinating. I wonder why I find no joy out of it sometimes -- it's the only automatic relief I can think of.