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Have you ever had that feeling of not being able to turn your phone off at night? Its not because of your lust for the latest update on social media. It's not that you are waiting on an important email or text from a college. The only real justification you have is the four alarms you have set for yourself in the morning. You can't be late again.

So just turn it off. Set the alarms elsewhere. Take the plug out! Its so simple but you just can't do it. The act is so simple, yet you can't bring yourself to do it. This bothers you. It irks you. It bites you to your core. You thought you prided yourself on being indifferent to others' opinions.

But apparently, you're not the rock of Gibraltar. You have just as many flaws as everyone else even though your painted in creme white. You have indeed kept your nose clean; not a single smudge on your record. You have always stayed true to your parents and respected their trust. You've listened in health class. You have done everything right up to this point.

Yet they slam you for it. They exclude you from their friend circle. The populars don't really like you; during whatever sports season it is they root for their prized horse. You are just the stable boy that mucks the stalls and feeds the steed hay. Thats only what they perceive though. In reality you (and the fifteen to thirty stable boys) are just as important as the golden horse itself. People see only what they want.

You have friends though. Dear friends that will be with you forever. You were lucky enough to stumble upon them last year. It was some of the best times you had in school, getting to know them and spending time with them. They are all good people and have made a great impact on you. Without them, things would be the same. They are the people that make you happy. They are the people that make you feel like you can be you, no questions asked. They are the people that accept you for who you are. You cherish the time you have with them, and look forward to the next hang out.

So tonight, you decided to count your blessings instead of black marks. Things are going to be like great guitar solos of history; epic. The bad times will only be as bad as you let them to be. Sure, you still want to keep up appearances. You will still be friendly and say hello, despite the accusations of being the world greatest kiss ass (You are still thinking of the proper retort to that one...). Either way, you will be ok, and the sun will rise once more over the western mountains.

Tonight is the phone sleeps just like you do.