exhaustion

I knew something was wrong today when going to interpretive dance was the LAST thing I felt like doing.

I wake up in the morning and cringe. I don't know if I should say that I wake up or not because sleep isn't really something that I do, it is more something that I attempt. But I immediately know what is ahead in my day and I cringe. Its not because I hate my life or all the things that I have to do but because just the fact that I have to do them all.

I think they should instate a blanket nap time policy in school (please excuse the poorly placed pun)
First of all, I would like to apologize if any of my entries seem grammatically amiss or incoherent at times. It is not intended, but if you read further onto my rant you may find the cause of my hurly-burliness.