The two sides are complete polar opposites. I'm sick of one day, I never want to wake up. Then days like today I cannot sleep because I don't want to. Because I'm excited. And other than my schedule nothing has changed. I shouldn't even BE happy. But I am. And I can't fucking sleep. The things I wanna do, I can't. Because my brain is too tired to focus. I'm so tired right now but my mind stays yapping at me. I'm excited like a kid on the night of Christmas Eve. Frick. 