I'm up. It's one seventeen. I have a final in the morning. I should be studying. I kind of am. But still I'm about to be tired as fuck. I let Friday really get to me, it was my last day. Technically. I just have to go back for a few tests in the mornings. Fuck. Hahaha I have a Jerimiah Weed. I'm about to drink that shit before my final tomorrow. Fuck it. I don't even care. School has been over for me, mentally, in my own head since like the last quarter started. So fuck.