Can I die now please?
Gah, I am so tired. I haven't gotten more than 2 hours a sleep a night in the last 3 weeks. I am running on empty and it sucks. I am so annoyed and so stressed I am making myself sick with worry. Physically. Puking is so not fun and does not help when midterms are in the picture but I am glad they're done or I would go insane. Not that I am not already.
I am so stressed but I am use to it. Or I should be. Maybe I'm not but I should be. It seems that's all that's in my life right now. Damn, it sucks. I hate it. I wish that things got better, but they never do.
Hell, it sucks. Blah.
Gah! I was puking until like four in the morning, and then I finally got to sleep, hoping to wake up feeling better, but the morning comes, I get up to get ready for school and guess what? Yep, more puking. So, I stayed home and was puking until like noon. My stomach is finally feeling better, but I have the world's biggest headache and I am not going to be a very happy camper for the rest of the night.
Someone kill me, please?