I'm a mess!
Went to bet at 3.30am last night. Felt like a good idea at the time. When my alarm went off this morning and I remembered that my final exam was today... not so much.
It went... as expected. Not all that great, but all I need is to pass!
It's really been a long week, and it's not even over yet. I'm PMSing so bad, actually started crying when I couldn't find the pants I wanted to wear this morning.
Craving chocolate, loving the fetal position that I'm in at the moment, and wanting a hug/kill someone. I swear, if anyone says something mean to me I will cry/kick/scream/bite and so on. Not to mention the fact that I'm exhausted after spending two full days and nights in my books!
Enough about that.
I'm still a mess, will continue being a mess until I can't handle being a mess anymore.
