I'm driven to the edge, the verge. I don't know why. It's not as though it's the first time I'm rushing project and I can tell you honestly, this is the first time I'm doing that little for a project. But I can't stand it anymore. I'm not sleeping and I'm working my ass off, I don't have a choice. So it's only work-project-work-project. Hardly any time to sleep or to eat. Just what is wrong?

I'm getting more and more paranoid. Crazy. I was on the train just now and I've got idea why the train was going the other way instead. But I just got the bad premonition that I was going to die there and then. I don't want to get depression again. I don't want to.

I'm tired. I'm drained. I'm lethargic. I'm dead. I want to sleep. I want to faint. I want to die.

I want to sleep for as long as I wantttttttttttttttttttttttttt!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!