I think my anemia's getting worse. I feel dizzy more often... 

Life is suffocating. I am busy, my weekend is packed. Yet i don't remember what i am supposed to do. I intended to read Ender's Game yesterday, yet ended up sleeping while reading. In the end, i slept for most of the day. I could have continued sleeping if not for some responsibilities and i had to wait for some people when in the end, they didn't even come. I wasn't even informed. That's the thing about being absent. I miss out everything.

Sciences are killing me. Yet i need them to survive. Isn't that ironic?