Exhausted Scriptures

Wow, looky here. It seems I'm still alive. Astonishing isn't it? Probably. After much research and an increasing of symptoms, I have concluded that I do indeed have anemia. Isn't that wonderful? I sleep 24/7 now. I go to bed early just to wake up exhausted, takes naps as soon as I get home, and fall asleep in almost all of my classes. None of it helps, I stay tired. I think I may need a change of diet, or a few years in one of those cryo-lock things...sounds fun...cold...but fun. Of course, it would be at this time at I finally get ideas on several new poems, and all of my stories I'm working on. They're always on my mind, but between work and sleeping all the time I really don't get much time to put any of it in written form. Someday...I'll have the right subconcious to write all of my stories in perfect, coherent words on paper, while sleeping. That'll be the day. To top things off, I've also started to have fitful nights. Strange dreams, voices telling me important things I don't remember, and something that always wakes me up every couple of hours panicking. Honestly...I get more sleep on my textbooks...perhaps I should put one in my pillow, you know? Bleh...well, I guess I'll leave it here for now and try to type up more of my story before I fall asleep on the keyboard...