I beat my record. The first time I slept at 6.15am when I have a lesson few hours later. My insomnia is at its peak. I'm having my BGS class now, furiously typing away - in my powerpoint lecture slides, MSN and blogger hahahahaha!
I anticipate next week is going to be worse, with 2 class tests, and the following week is simply HELL. 2 reports, 1 presentation and 1 darned debate due. I need to order an oxygen tank and request for the sandman to come by my place some time soon to give me the sleep I desperately need.
I've never felt so down in my life before. I'm never perfect, and I'm more tainted than ever. Who will accept my love in the future? I suddenly thought about that while trying to sleep, and tears seeped into my eyes instantly. The future doesn't seem that bright for me after all. The bloody acid feeding on my stomach walls appears to alleviate the sadness I'm feeling. Medicine suddenly is not a desirable option for me.
I'm sorry if I made you cry. I need more time to look out of the black window in my world.