I have this feeling there's something wrong, and I must do something to fix it. I don't know why, and I don't know what's wrong, but I definitely get that feeling... like it's my responsibility. But of course I don't know what to do. It's unsettling me, it's making me feel odd... it's making me feel wrong, somehow. And I can't do a thing, except stop thinking about it, but it's not so easy because it's not a conscious thing. It's like something pulling at the edge of my consciousness, something that's always there and I can't get rid of.
I should go to sleep, I suppose. Heh. But last time something was gnawing at me like this, it took me a while to fall asleep.
Thankfully, I don't have classes tomorrow. Or rather, I don't know if I have classes or not. But the only class I could have is this elective one I don't HAVE to take. And I don't want to risk going to uni and finding out there's no class, because it would be a pain in the ass since it takes me 45 minutes by train to get there and trains are few and far inbetween, so it would take me ages to get back home.
At any rate, my parents will yell at me if I stay here any longer, so off to sleep I go...