I should be going to bed... but I guess it's morning now?
Well, not morning exactly. It's 12:10 am.

I decided to stay up late to finish my homework
'Cause, well, I've been procrastinating all weekend.
It's what I do. Why?
I don't know.
But hey, I got tons of work done, so,
Yeah, it's all good.
Haha, nope, I was being sarcastic.
I've gotten absolutely nothing done.

I guess I've basically given up for tonight; maybe I'll try working on my project again later.
I really hate doing research for school projects, okay?
The internet apparently hates me.
But if I've given up, then why am I still up?
I have to go to bed! I'll be late for jazz band in the morning!
What is wrong with me?
Why do I keep staring at the screen
When I really just want to flop down on my bed?
Why am I typing this in the middle of the night? Why do I do this?
Why am I doing this to myself?

I'm so tired...
Well, good night.
Or good morning?
I guess it's morning now, kinda.
But I dunno. It's the middle of the night. I need to stop.