.::Day 40—9:58pm::.

I am going to make this short.

I did get a couple of hours sleep in the backseat of my car, but I will not be sleeping tonight.  I can only stay in the lab until midnight, then I have to head back to the car and figure out what I am going to do.  I might go running or practice soccer.  I have no where else to hide and I cannot afford to drive anywhere just for shits and giggles anymore.

I want all of this to be over.  Today I went for a long drive before walking my client’s dogs.  Once I got back to school I have pretty much been here in the lab.  Life sucks.  Life is awful.  I hate this.  I hate how I have to fight for everything when so many people just have things handed to them.  Would it be so fucking impossible for me to have something easy, just once??

 

I am alone.  I have nothing and I am alone.

.::Day 40—1:15am::.

They took it from me. It is gone.

I have no idea what happened. One minute I was barely staying awake, then I remember a blueish light? My legs were stretched out, not tucked as they should have been. That is why there were seen. I remember thinking oh shit, but I do not remember hearing the door open. Why did he come in? Why did he not just check the handle like he has been {{or whoever it was}}?  I must have nodded off for a few minutes because I remember looking around the corner of the printer and seeing the security guard. He made some sort of comment about me taking a nap and told me all the buildings closed at midnight. I thanked him for letting me know and apologized, grabbing my shoes and heading out of there.

Now that spot is tainted. Not only did he find me, but he found me in my hiding spot. I am so disappointed. Maybe I would have gotten away from it if I had not been so damn tired. As we speak right now I am having these stupid micro sleeps so I think I will lie down in the back seat of my car for an hour or two. Otherwise I will have no chance to work on my math homework.