Hmm a productive day of being unconscious

I have approximately ten minutes before I need to dash out the door and head to the incrediby rewarding job of bartending...at a bowling alley. "Wow, how is she always smiling, and uh, a little weird?" Five-Hour-Energy baby! I always stop at the gas station and chug before work. Walk faster, take mistakes with a laugh, and of course shake a ton when setting down an over-filled mug-o-beer. I seriously can't not take it. I'd be an uber bitch or a sleepy dope.
And, I already missed a class today. I got up turned my phone alarm off and went back to bed (allegedly). I woke up during the time of the class in a ball of blankets and confusion, becoming frustrated and resolving to sleep for another four hours. I've been so tired and useless and as you can imagine and relate:  it sucks.
What I accomplished today:

1. had a scary dream.
2. ate a bowl of cereal creepily, staring, staring, staring.
3. Drove to class in a fog, impaired by being a zombie.
4. Checked facebook- like five times.
5. Chatted about boys in class.
6. Got confused in class.
7. Ate a bag of sun chips.

Oh how exciting! Live like you're dying right?! (actually I hope I eat sunchips on my last day so check there).