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Huuu. I havent been sleeping well at all. It figures that the hour of sleep I got last night, I woke up from crying.
Typical that that would be the only way that I could cry. If I can't even sleep my misery off, I wonder what exactly I could do.
I went to class last night and worked so hard that I can barely move today. The physical pain was welcomed. Now it matches how I feel on the inside.
Why does time fly by when you're having a good, happy life and always seem to crawl when you're just trying to keep your chin above water?
Gotta go to work today. Everybody keeps asking me why I havent said two words the entire day. The torture doesnt end.