If life is like naval warfare, our problems are German submarines

[moodytuesday]

What is this last week of school doing here? It's, like, designed to torture us. Every other private school has liberated its students already, and here we are, slowly being crushed by lack of sleep and endless revisions. It's like we're suddenly on Jupiter or something, and Profile is the gravity that's squashing us to death. I can feel myself getting shorter by the minute.

Got three hours of sleep last night. Today was awesome. Everything anyone said was absolutely hilarious. Except for the seniors, who are probably being voodooed by a hundred angry members of the junior grade.