As I’m sitting here writing this at midnight, two things come to mind. The first: If they gave out a Nobel Peace Prize for procrastination, I would so be the recipient. The second: I just really miss nap time.

Between juggling massive amounts of homework in all of my classes and devoting all my after school time to extracurricular activities, I have no time to do anything, let alone sleep. Due to all the late night tweets, I suspect I am not alone in this. Perhaps it’s just the life of an average teenager.

My mom says I’m so tired all the time because I don’t get enough Vitamin D from the sun. She forces vitamins down my throat every opportunity she gets. My theory is that she secretly thinks I am a vampire, and that’s why I want to sleep so much. Seriously? I kind of take offense to that, but that’s a whole other story. #palegirlprobz

Honestly though, I don’t know what I was thinking in kindergarten. I always hated nap time. I always thought that nap time was for babies and I was a “big girl.” And let me tell you, I didn’t know what I was missing.

Finally in my junior year of high school, I have discovered the greatness that is naps. Let’s be honest, nap time is quite possibly the next best creation after sparkles. And coming from me, that’s high praise. I mean, taking a break from class to sleep, that’s like a dream come true.

I’ve decided I’m staging an intervention. We all need more sleep than we’re getting. People have always told me I need to be more assertive. So I’ve made a decision. I’m taking back nap time.

Tomorrow I’m walking into Precal armed with my sparkly pink yoga mat, and I’m not doing my math. I’m sleeping. And when the teacher asks us if we have any questions, I’ll say “Can you dim the lights please?”