If you ever came into our bathroom, you could tell.
Can't believe I stayed up 24 hours to write a 15 page paper and 12 pages of journals only to have to stay up 24 more hours to write 12 pages of journals and revise an entire portfolio of poetry and put together a coherent presentation for a 25 page paper I already wrote for class.
In other disappointments, my day ends 5:30 pm tomorrow, leaving me only so little time to get that 3 hour sleep, and greet the anxiety-driven wrath of Mama L by 3:00 of Thursday. Can I do it? I've handled much more on less sleep. And less dignity. Bring it on, suckas.
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