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Saturday, 23.8.2008

Diary, there's something bothering me...

I know I should have a day off, but I'm so curious. I don't know, but could be that some day I can just thank myself for being so freaking paranoid. For whole day I've been thinking about my work. I should've had fun when I went to amusement park, but I just couldn't get things out of my head. That's what's wrong, things just keep bothering me until I get to solve it. I can't get any sleep. I gotta go. I know it's late, I know it's in middle of a night and that guard at night shift thinks I'm nots or working way too much, but I gotta go. I gotta return back to lab and check that everything's ok. Something's definitely wrong, I know it, I can feel it. I'll see you later when I get home. If I get home.