Excessive

Today was a bad day... I'm pretty sure I can sum up the entire day in very few words, as nothing really happened.

I woke up at around 10:00am, from then, I felt restless and bored and couldn't concentrate or relax... I got frustrated with glaring contradictions in a recently revised version of a C++ project specs, obsessed over that for awhile, watched some TV, and eventually it was around 4:30pm.

At this point, I was upset, I felt terrible, I felt sad, alone, depressed. I knew it was only going to get worse if I was awake, and so I went, and I laid down, and I slept. I didn't want to sleep, I wasn't even tired, in fact the idea of sleeping made me sad, but I did anyway. I slept from then until 10pm. I slept for a long time, and I woke up, and I hated myself for waking up. I hated myself for missing dinner, for wasting an entire day, when all I have is four days between exausting work weekends.

I spent the rest of the night, from about 10:30 to now, watched episodes of Community and playing some world of warcraft, feeling slightly better, but still pretty bad.

I took a sleeping pill, because obviously I'm not tired, but I know I should sleep soon, as it's 4am. I won't be going to school tomorrow (because I'd have to be up in 2 hours if I was) and I doubt I'll be going on Wednesday either. This is going to be a bad week.

I'm right back where I was weeks ago, months ago, years ago. I can't seem to get away from it.

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