Naps suck.

I feel like I'd be a lot happier if I never slept again. Of course, I might die of sleep deprivation in a week or two, but those would be two very happy weeks when the only sort of dreaming I can do is day dreaming, where I'm in control.
And plus, upon waking up from my nap, my eyes were glued shut from sleeping with my mascara on.

Reason #81 why I should never sleep again.