Wow, another sleepless night. I'm not sure what's wrong with me recently or why I bother to write about it here, where no one will read. I cannot seem to fall asleep. I lay in bed for hours and hours with my mind reeling and then spend the next day too exhausted to function properly--mostly whining about how tired I am, or trying to keep myself away during class and work. The problem is, I am rather busy. While I like keeping busy to give my mind a rest, it seems my mind uses that rest time simply to annoy me when I am physically trying to rest. It's maddening. So here I lie awake again at 5:30 am..writing pointless journal entries for my non-adoring and non-existent fans on deviantart. Pathetic, yes?

Well, cheerio then. I suppose I will attempt to find restful bliss, although I highly doubt it's in store for me.