I`m really sick of every thing right now. Especially sick of myself. I just want to sleep. But... I can`t. Verdi`s coming over to film a voice over we forgot to do. After he`s gone I think I`ll have a good cry and then sleep... I hope its a dreamless sleep. I really don`t want to deal with anything or anyone right now, not even in dreams. I didn`t even want to deal with dressing today... but Verdi called... and I had to. I feel so frustrated. At what though? I don`t know... but perhaps tomorrow will be a better day. Yeah. My sister`s trying to read this and I swear... if she doesn`t stop I`ll punch her in the face. That`s how frustrated I am. I hate when people try to read what you`re writing, unless you invite them to. I`m upset. I`m really really upset. I don`t know what to say... I wish you could see me now, see inside.