I'm having anxiety attacks almost every night. It's insomnia combined with an extra kick of too much adrenaline, etc, etc.

Will be getting tranquilizer pills tonight, hopefully.

Previously I thought, well, hey - sleep isn't too important.

Wrong.

Sure, you can survive one or two days without it. One whole week? Try it. With exams. With studying. With haze and a fucked-up weather. With heart palpitations whenever you try to sleep, knowing that you can't - with backaches and a throbbing shoulder, because you're having scoliosis. And you know you shouldn't exhaust your eyes too much because you have high eye pressure and pushing too much may leave you blind.

It wears me out, burns me down. Physical exhaustion, and I never thought I'd get it. I'm going into tantrum mode almost ten times a day, and...what can I say?

I'm so sick of this.

I overheard one classmate of mine saying, "Damn, I wish I would stop falling asleep everytime I hit the books!"

What did I tell him?

"Don't wish too hard. It just might come true."