I fell asleep at 8, and the next thing I know it's dark in my room, and I'm waking up from a nightmare, and it's 2 a.m. I was hoping it was morning.
No luck. So I got up and changed clothes, since I'd fallen asleep in something that wasn't pajamas, wrote in my journal for awhile, then tried to go back to sleep. My nose stuffed up, so I couldn't breathe. I got up and took some sinus meds, and decided to watch TV. It was paid programming or General Hospital. Watched about ten minutes of GH, found that absolutely nothing had changed in the month since I stopped watching, and broke down and cranked up the computer.
I really need to go back to sleep. *groan* The race is in seven hours, and it's going to be hell on my nerves, and I already don't feel like watching it anyway.
I do feel like crying every five seconds though. I thought I was supposed to be past PMS at this point. Grrrr. I hate feeling like this. Sad, alone, blah. Being alone never bothers me except when I get this way. And then I'm all, "Why does no one looooooove me?" Which is just stupid and pathetic. I realize that, and yet I'm like that anyway.
I think I'm officially on my way to insane, God help me.
Now I'm dizzy. Or maybe that's the medicine clearing my head. I have no clue.
Which could be said about a lot of things.
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