February 13th, 2005

Insomnia.

  • Feb. 13th, 2005 at 9:37 AM
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I think it's the first time that I have this lack of sleep. The first time that I am able to keep myself up untill 7 a.m. even though I haven't had much sleep since my last day in Oxford.

Two nights now I have spent on the MSN with Lis until the sunrise. I'm tired. I'm tired of lifting people up. I'm tired of lifiting myself up. I'm tired of seeing the ones I love suffering. I'm scared of loosing them. I need sleep, food, to take care of those that need me and for them to take care of me. I need time. I can't possibly think of going to school tomorrow. First day and I'll already be exhausted.

Kill is a bit better, at least. Her fever is lower, she seems better. Thank God(dess) for that. My son is in the worst state I could possibly think of him. I miss Keshi, Di and Julia. Very, very, much. I already miss Lis. I miss my mom. My father scolded me today for something that wasn't my fault. is terrible and I didn't even say goodbye to her properly. One more thing and I think I'll fall to the ground and stay there.

I want to go to Neverland. To somewhere I don't have to worry about all of this. Somewhere that I can be a kid again.

"This is going to be a good year, but we have to take care of it."

Do I? Sometimes I just wish I didn't have this responsibility. Sometimes I wish I didn't have so many friends. Sometimes I feel useless. Sometimes I'm just tired.

I'm really scared of growing up.

Sorry if this post seemed a bit depressing. I know my life is great... But I just had to put this all out of my chest.

Logging off.

You like bowling, don't you, Montag?

If you don't want a man unhappy politically, don't give him two sides to a question to worry him; give him one. Better yet, give him none. If the government is inefficient, topheavy, and tax-mad, better it be all those than that people worry over it. Peace, Montag. Give the people contests they win by remembering the words to more popular songs or the names of state capitals or how much corn Iowa grew last year. Cram them full of noncombustible data, chock them so damned full of 'facts' they feel stuffed, but absolutely 'brilliant' with information. Then they'll feel like they're thinking, they'll get a sense of motion without moving. And they'll be happy, because facts of that sort don't change. Don't give them any slippery stuff like philosophy or sociology to tie things up with. That way lies melancholy.

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