Why isn't it Friday?

It's been a long week and here again I find myself making poor decisions. I don't think I've gotten to bed before 1 each night....and 2 of those nights have not been spent in my own bed. I wonder if my roommates notice or care...it's better they don't ask. I need more sleep, but at the same time this is a stress reliever for me....venting of mental delemas and venting of pent up stress.

But the guilt slowly creeps in. So far I've actually had time to complete all my homework, but I've been neglecting my music lessons. I'm hoping to get a better pattern for practice times. But I was never used to practicing on a regular basis, that's why this is so hard on me. But I'll get better...I'm motivated atleast, just pressed for time. I feel like I've had so little time to myself, which is true. One shouldn't feel guilty about not doing something when they have had no time to themselves.