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Argh.

Did you ever have one of those days when nothing you did turned out right, even to the minutest details? And you really wanted to cry about it or throw something or scream, and you couldn't even get that out? And on top of that you were exhausted but knew you had two exams, a project, an art exhibit and work the following week? And then you realized just how much more life was going to suck?
But you just wanted to go to bed.

I just want to go to bed.

I have a feeling

I'm not fooling anybody.