The evils of counting

So last night I could have gone to bed by 10. Did I? No. Instead I went to bed at 3 am. Why? That's easy. I blame it on counting.

Everytime I want to stay up late, my brain starts to work overtime. I count the hours. This is how it goes usually:

Okay, it's 1 am...I'll still have 6 hours of sleep before I have to get up...

3 hours later:

Okay, it's 4 am...I can still get a solid 3 hours of sleep if I go to bed right now!

2 hours later:

Alright, I'll just sleep when I get home. *wonders if there is any chocolate at home*

*sigh*

someone shoot me now. I blame it on counting, not myself.