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Monday, August 14, 2006 exahaustion sets in i am so tired. mentally and physically drained. i hate being female, right now. guys, feel EXTREMELY lucky. i'd take a quick kick in the balls over this ANYDAY. and, i'm sure any guys who happen to read this will try to argue that a kick in the balls is worse, trust me. physical pain ain't got shit on this. then again, this is probably the worst i've ever had it. and this is PRE.... you know. it hasn't even BEGUN! :( depression, fatigue, anger, muscle aches, VERY easily annoyed.. my fuse has been cut short. i've yelled at my nephew about 5 times unintentionally :( i'm sorry, Draven. help. :( i'm fairly certain i have temporarily gone insane. i shouldn't be allowed in public right now. i'm a mess. &.. don't worry. i can't remember the last time i thought about you. get the fuck over yourself already.