It's been.. Way too long

Alright, so for some reason my lil'brother decided to read up on some information, useless for that matter, about how far away the next solarsystem is. There's apparently many theories about this, but he ended up with the conclusion that it's quite damn far away and that it would take a bit more than... 100 years to get there or so. I think it was 120-ish actually. Either way.
It would take more than a hundred fuckin' years to get to the next solarsystem and that's not the funny part, or weird for that matter... The weird, funny, retarded if so, part is that it would take that many years to get there, whilst traveling at the speed of light.
Now isn't that a big slap in the face?
Not only do we now know that we will never, I repeat NEVER, be able to reach another system and even if we were to do so, we would have to build a spaceship that travels at the speed of light. Not to mention that we would also have to make a breeding colony on board of that spaceship in order to make it. We would also need an almost infinite amount of supplies to:
A. Build the spaceship.
B. Make sure there's oxygen on the ship, food, etc etc. Survival shit.
C. Find people who actually volunteer for it.
D. Somehow make the ship get its own gravity.
And even if we were to do so, we wouldn't know if they reached the galaxy or not, if there's even in anything in the galaxy or not, for another... Uhm.. About another hundred years?
And by then, the people who were curious about it have died since long and it's not certain that anyone gives a shit about it anymore.
So it's quite fun how they manage to calculate it and then realise that no matter whatever the fuck we do, we will still not be able to do it.

Speaking of just silly things.
This isn't science though, this is probably just plain fuckin' stupidity.
Staying up way too late and realise each morning that you should've gone to bed earlier. And the worst part about it, being me in this case, is that there's no reason to stay up late, nor is there a reason to get up early, and yet I feel this weird feeling of regret coming onto me each time I stay up past 02.00.
And all out of sudden, you do get this significant, brilliant mastermind idea of staying up for more than 24 hours so that when you go to bed, you will indeed go to bed the apropriate time and wake up earlier the next day, smart, innit?
But the problem with that is, that sure you wake up early the next day, but still you decide to stay up just as late the coming night, so what you did was completely pointless and just made yourself suffer.
Because clearly no one likes the feeling of wanting to go to bed, but shouldn't go to bed, but yet it feels like you are asleep but you know you are awake, and sometimes you even fall asleep for about 10 seconds, up to... Well I guess several hours. And when you wake up, if you fell asleep too "early" according to your "schedule", you go "Fuck" and decide to either try it again or just.. I don't know, try to go to bed earlier?
And so you do, you try to go to bed earlier and just end up laying there, staring at fuck all for several hours unil you actually fall asleep due to boredom, or you go back to doing whatever you were doing since you can't sleep anyway, and doing whatever you are doing is also preventing you from falling asleep, as well as going to bed and not being tired because subconciously you still don't want to sleep, so you somewhat force yourself to stay awake, and then you try to force yourself to sleep, and it just won't work.
A bit contradicting as life is always.