I have to be up at 7:30 am tomorrow. Again. I'm awake until ~4 am. Again.
I slept from 5 am to 5 pm today. ... Again.
I can force myself to get up (most times) on the weekdays I'm required to, for class; Ingrained habit from years of doing so for school. However, days I don't, wether or not I may want to get up at any specific time for personal reasons, I can't.
Now, this is a question I'll pose to myself; Why the FUCK can't you get yourself up? Sleeping twelve hours on Sunday. FOURTEEN HOURS on Saturday.
I don't know. I have these dreams, though. Every single night without fail. From the moment I go to sleep, to the moment I can finally rouse myself. They're vivid. Hell, I actually EXIST inside them, if that makes any sense. They're more than vivid, they feel real. I know they aren't, even whilst I'm in them at points, but I can't stop them from happening. What feels like entire stories or something, like a book, playing out in my damned head while I sleep. I doubt it's the sole reason for sleeping so long; At points I do wake up. Lie there for a few moments, turn off an alarm if that's what's woken me up... Then go back to sleep. And as soon as I fall asleep again, it just picks right up from where it left off.
I'm debating writing down some as they happen, as I can recall parts of the previous night/morning/day's dream for a short while after. I'm just getting kinda sick of it, mostly, It's akin to being force-fed a new book/movie/etc every night.