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A dead and to insanity ( 03 March 2004 - 9:37 p.m. ) I can't deal with anything anymore. I have begun behaving strangely, in as bizarre manner as I can. Cos If I'm giggling insanely, I don't have to think about anything. But I think people are becoming scared of me. Nothing can intrude in my head as I sit under the table during classes, curl up in corners, and laugh at everything that comes my way. Laugh and laugh and laugh, until of course I cry. Beacuse it all comes back eventually, everything comes back in. My overriding loneliness creeps in every hour or so, to make sure I don't get happy. Just to make sure I stay slightly the wrong side of insane. I don't know if I'm cracking, what's happening, what I feel. Maybe I'll make it to the end of the week. Maybe. Roll the window down, This cool night air is curious. Let the whole world look in Who cares who sees anything ? | |||||||||