My routine differs greatly depending on if I have classes that day or not. If I don't have class, I sleep until the mid afternoon and I end up doing something completely different on each day. I'll walk you through a weekday.
At 4:45am, my alarm goes off. I spend anywhere from 15 to 20 minutes mentally convincing myself to face the day, then stumble into my bathroom wearing only a sour ex
If I have time, I force down some meager amount of food and head to class. I go to art school, so there's no real routine other than going to my set schedule of classes. I never really know what to expect, because I'm surrounded by extremely dynamic people all day. Going there sometimes makes me feel like a boring person.
Depending on how I'm feeling when I get home, I may do anything from exercise, bake or mope around for a while. I always have an assignment to be working on, so I draw/paint most of the night while talking to people online or on the phone or messing around on here. At some point during the evening I force myself to eat again and usually receive a call from my brother (the conversation ranging from news bad enough to ruin my day to him telling me about an awesome sandwich he's eating). There are certain friends I talk to daily, and I interact with my roommate to some degree.
I lay in bed for a couple hours, trying to fall asleep. I reflect on my day and try to make sure I'm not forgetting something important. There are certain people, certain girls I think about during this time. I may or may not fall asleep at all.