If I'm not going to be sleeping, why can't I read a book, or play a game, or watch a movie?
Tomorrow is friday, and I'm not sure if i should be looking forward to the wekend for the good things that might happen, or fearing it for the pain of those things that could happen but probably won't.
The above would probably have been clearer if it had been written by someone who had gotten more than five hours of sleep last night and wasn't busy typing into his journal at almost 3 am instead of trying to make up for it.
Wheeee, another useless sentence. I think I'll quit now while I'm doubly behind.