I'm knackered. Scratch that, I'm beyond knackered. My body aches constantly, every movement takes copious amounts of effort. I haven't gotten more than 5 hours of sleep a night for some time now, and I'm not eating well. My head pounds with every step I take, and even sleep cannot relieve it.

My God, am I done yet?

There's assignment after assignment. Every time I get one done, 3 more appear in it's place. There's so much crammed into this week, it'll be a miracle if I survive.

Even things I should enjoy I can't at this point. I'm too tired to read, so I end up playing online games mindlessly or watching tv. And despite how tired I am, I've been routinely staying up until 4 or 5 in the morning, unable to sleep and bouncing off the walls.

And then on top of that there's LibraryBoy, who grows more and more puzzling each day. For signal that says "I like you...like that" there's another one that says the opposite. We spent the wee hours of this morning sending Otis Redding songs to each other over MSN, and discussing The Commitments and how stellar that movie is. I keep getting closer to telling him how I feel, but there's something holding me back. What if he shoots me down? What if we lose this friendship we're building? I really just want to shove him onto the bed while Percy Sledge sings Dark End of the Street and shove my tongue down his throat.

I just want to go to bed and wake up in April. *sigh*