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I was awake until 4 doing chemistry, and I woke up for lab at 7. I evidently have ringworm. I almost died two nights ago falling off of my lofted bed about six feet above the ground. I had or will have a major exam in every class this week. I haven't read the next chapter in the book for small group Bible study tonight. It's cold outside. Hannah sleeps all day and then tells me about her nighttime drunken escapades (things which I'd much rather not hear). I picked the wrong week to try to break my caffeine addiction. Every joint in my right leg has been bothering me all week. I'm sick of spending money without making any. I have barely had the time to breathe since Sunday, and it doesn't look like I will until my flight to Cincinnati next Friday. I miss my best friend more than anyone understands, even though I was just at her house watching Superbowl on Sunday. I'm physically exhausted.
Yet for reasons known only to Liz and me, I'm happy beyond belief.
I'm intrigued to see how the next week and a half plays out.
Yet for reasons known only to Liz and me, I'm happy beyond belief.
I'm intrigued to see how the next week and a half plays out.