This week is hell. I have class every single day at 9am in the fucking morning.

But on a sidenote, it feels good to be able to tell whisper all your secrets to your friend, knowing that he/she won't judge you. Because they understand that (1) shit happens (2) sometimes there are things that cannot be controlled (3) sometimes things spiral out of control and (4) there is always a right time to tell secrets, and if you give it away too early in the game you will risk jinxing everything.

I am dying. I have another 150 pages to go, and 34 pages of a case to read. It's going to be a really long night.