What is this 'sleep' you speak of?

I'm currently fighting off the bitch more commonly known as 'sleep'. I've pretty much forgotten what a sleeping pattern is these days.
Trying crazy hard to tidy my room (or at least get into that mindset), so I can do some coursework.
So far I have managed to break a dresser drawer, pick up some pants, move a towel from the floor onto my bed and throw out some stale bread, leftover from my 5am attempt-to-sober-up soup meal last Monday morning..
You know what, I really canny be assed to talk about something so irrelevant as my erratic sleeping pattern..

Fook it. Let's talk about the male species and all it's frivolities shall we!
I've become very reliant on my phone to check facebook, twitter, gmail, you name it, for a message from that guy. A guy who, no matter how long I've known him for, holds some small sort of power over me. This guy has the power to make me matter, or well, not. Some guys have you in their firm grasp without even realising it. If, like me, you do not understand the way guys think, I implore you to buy/borrow "He's Just Not That Into You” by Greg Behrendt and Liz Tuccillo.
Basically, Greg rips apart all the excuses girls make for men in a few short sentances and quickly, and sometimes harshly, brings us back down to reality. Each chapter begins “He’s just not that into you if..” followed by an excuse like “he’s not calling you” and then Greg’s ruthless yet illuminating summary.

But chyeah, let's see what happens. Waaaay too much to do at the moment, so I'm not going to worry about it. Living is such a chore at eighteen.