Neeeeed sleeeepy

I'm dying. This semester was supposed to be great, Tuesday and Thursday off, all the time in the world to have fun and sleep in nice and late. Think again. I get 6 hours of sleep if I'm lucky and not to mention my cycles of stress (Sunday - Wednesday). I feel like I'm stuck in this horrible routine and I just can't seem to break out of it. If only...that's been the words I've been saying half the semester. If only I had a girlfriend to lift me up, if only I had more money, more time, or better grades. In fact, none of it really matters. I need to find some purpose in all this. Since I'm taking only 1 class that will count towards my new major, I feel like I'm just dragging along trying to get my GPA up. I did have fun this last weekend which was a very much needed break from the lonliness that is typical of a Sigma Beta open house. I just compare myself to all these other guys that have the looks, the money and the brains and get more and more depressed in the process. At least in highschool I knew that I was going to be their boss one day, now they'll be mine. I'm trying so hard to have faith Father, but sometimes you get hit and can't get up on your own. Help me Father.