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she asked me to put her name in my blog. (:

52:37mins of physical hell. & you are proud of us for enduring. I don't even feel good about myself. I don't feel as though I achieved something, because I didn't. All I feel is exhaustion. Damn right, messages were'nt conveyed properly. Why don't you tell us our flaws, why we're actually having the crappiest time of our lives? 52:37mins. That is not even inclusive of PT and stuffs. That's a very long time.

Lackadasical. Linquid. Lethargic.

Drained.

Slept the moment I got home on Thursday. Slept during contact time on Friday. Slept during art. Slept on the bus ride home. Slept at 4 when I got home, only to wake up at 8 or so this morning.

Awesome?