Day "Lost Count" of Sleep Deprivation

Spiny wurbles. They eat mice.

Also, WTH brain? I NEED SLEEP! THIS IS NOT FUNNY ANYMORE! *falls*

*falls*

Still no sleep. It's almost been a week now. My threshold for putting up with this is getting thin. There have been tears of frustration shed. Also forced tears just to get some moisture into my eyes because they're so damn dry and sore from no sleep. My emotions are all over the place. One moment I'm hyper and bouncy, the next, depressed. I didn't go into uni today because of it and won't go in tomorrow either or Friday if things continue this way.

If I get no sleep tonight, I'm heading in to see a doctor tomorrow (or the chemist for over the counter sleeping pills though I'm not so sure about that). I'll figure it out in the morning. Hopefully Bec will be about so I can talk with her first or I'll phone dad, whoever, see if I can get any information without having to pay for the doctors as well as pills. For now I'm ready to lie down and close my eyes and not sleep (though I'd be so much happier if there was no "not" before sleep in that sentence.

I've had sleep deprivation before, sleepless nights, but never this many. It's really starting to tear at my sanity. And not in a good way.