Stress...

I don't like this feeling that's bugging me right now. Is this the sinister figure known as "Stress"? I'm feeling all wrong inside... Feels like I lost some part of me...

In class, I just can't sit still. It feels like some part of me is trying to run away, or has already run away. There's a queer emptiness where my heart should have been. I'm no longer in the classroom, or am I? A faint recollection of the lecturer speaking words that made no sense at all where snow white, fluffy balls of lambs are frolicking in the green green pastures of New Zealand... I think I'm going crazy...

Sitting in front of the computer. Have to try very hard not to buzz somebody. I want to talk to only a specific few somebody real badly. Chatting with them might not make me feel better, maybe will just only waste my time. Not chatting with them, however, will kill me... I'm sensing an expanding pressure inside the cavity of my chest. I need to get it out... but they are either not online or busy... I'm getting restless... Can I just crash the computer?

Saw food at the corner of my eye. Not hungry, but ate it anyway. Just felt like I want to eat something. Finished a whole loaf of bread, a packet of seaweed and a whole jar of tea... Stomach is not feeling so well, but who cares...

After a horrible sleepless night of burning last minute midnight oil, finishing up my provisions. have no idea how am I going to pass off that exam. I'm existing in three places at the same time, inside the exam hall and out somewhere on the field where people are shooting arrows, and in another place where people are helping a disabled home clean up...

I'm always torn apart... always have to make a choice of which should I take and give up. Why can't I just have everything balanced up and not interfering with one another? My idea of fun is gradually turning into a horrible nightmare. Balancing 9 subjects and 5 clubs on a narrow strand of sanity and health. If I survived tonight without getting ill or something, please give me a pat on the back or something. I really need somebody to care for me once in a while...

Am I killing myself or what? At least... Just let me go through this semester without any troubles just yet.