Sleeping is a curse

I can only feel so bad about missing everything. Missing church, though tragic, is not as bad in my mind as missing a test. But I wish anyway that I hadn't missed anything. I hate that sinking feeling that I get when I wake up and the clock tells me that I've been sleeping a lot longer than I should have. And no one can tell me why my alarm can go off for hours and I don't hear it. The longer this goes on, the less I believe anyone cares.