I wish I could write like I used to, as opposed to being filled with this overwhelming apathy absolutely everything. Well, not -absolutely- everything, I do get anxious from time to time too. Oh, anxiety and apathy, what more could anyone want? Other than maybe friends, a personality, a life, and so on. I can't sleep. It's 3am and I need to be up at 7 today. I can't tell you why I can't sleep but not only is it immature and mebarassing, but no ne cares. And yes, I say that far too much.