I finally got more than a couple hours of sleep last night. Tarah and Benny came over and woke me up, I figured after about 40 min that they weren't coming so I went to bed, they showed up 1/2 hr later so I was pretty incoherent which of course they laughed at me for. My throat hurt so bad, it still does but at least I can kinda talk now.

I woke up at 6:40 for no reason with a very anxious feeling about something I couldn't pinpoint. When I woke up again at 9 it had escalated to impending doom. I hate those mornings, now I don't want to leave my house. I seriously want to go back to sleep until the anxiety goes away. I think I'll come home after school and sleep again until work. Don't take it offensively if I cancel lunch with you. Otherwise I might not even make it into work.