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I want to kill myself. I don't know if my journal in it's proper Eastern time zone right now, but it's 6:19AM people and I haven't slept a wink yet. I don't understand myself sometimes. I've slept pretty great this weekend but when it comes to the night before my English exam, it's like I've forgotten how to sleep properly. I know that we learned in pscyhology that sometimes when you think you're not sleeping, you actually are, it's like the first stage of sleep or something and you feel you're awake but really you're catching some light z's. Well screw all that, I feel like I'm walking on Pluto and it's likely I'll be delluisional come 2pm when I write up some shit about the "nature of evil" and why Walter Mitty isn't the kook everyone thinks he is! And I say screw you spelling on proper grammar and all that funky Coltrane jazzzzzzzzzzzzzz. Ughhhhhhhh it must have been that damn frappuchino that I had at like 10pm???????????