Aurora Musis Amica

So depending on how you want to look at things, my sleep schedule has either been ruined or saved. I made a goal before the semester started to get up every morning at 6:00 and go to bed at 10:00 every night. Since I only have morning classes two days a week, this quickly turned into going to bed whenever and getting up whenever. I really wanted to start getting up early again.(It's scripture, you know.) Then as I was organizing old bookmarks, I came across this article on becoming an early riser. Then I realized that that's how I did it in high school. I went to bed when I was tired, got up at 5:00 or 5:30 for seminary, and filled in the gaps with naps when necessary. (Fact: It was necessary every day senior year.) So yesterday I resolved that that's what I would do.

Then I got tired at 5:00. I had been up late the night before and was up early for my photo lab (more on that  to come). I was reading for my International Relations class when I realized I'd been half-asleep for half an hour. (Okay, I was in between readings. I liked Kant...I just never got around to turning to Wilson.) So I went to bed. Sort of. I meant to read for a while...on my bed. I fell asleep with my clothes on, hair done, without even taking off my shoes. And I slept soundly until about 3:00 this morning, but I didn't make myself get up until 3:45 because I was FREEZING. (I'm always cold. My roommate Chelsea is always warm. My bed is closest to the window, which we leave open for her sake. Normally I'm covered in tons of blankets, but all I had was my enormous fleece...which, come to think of it, I don't remember putting on myself.)

So now I'm wide awake at about 4:30. My roommates are still asleep. The gym's not open yet. I dont' have class until 12:45.  I guess now's as good a time as ever to finish all my homework, blog a little more, then relax and enjoy my weekend.

(I don't have class on Friday.)

P.S. The translation of the title (and a place to put it on your wall as a reminder) can be found here.