I refuse

I refuse to apologize for myself. For my thoughts, for my feelings. For all those emotions that go roaming through my psyche.

I really should be asleep right now. I'm tired, but energy is coursing through my veins. My eyes are rough, my body is lagging but I fear that if went to bed I'd just lay there and think and think and think. I accomplished what I set out for today though, so thats good. I'm missing someone and its tough. Is it him I'm missing, or the idea of him? I'm pretty sure its him. My thoughts are just constantly spinning in this manner. My brain hurts. I have a paper due on Sunday. Well, two papers, but I finished one today and turned it in. I'll finish the other one tomorrow. I'm half done with this semester almost. Cant wait, I'm not sure what my next class is going to be and I think I need to talk to my academic counselor to determine that. I've been watching the reruns of Friends and they're running the story line of Monica and Richard. Seems fitting, and it amuses me greatly.