Rabble, rabble

That is damn well it.

I need to write, for myself, again. I do not know what really happened. But after the exam (which I passed) I really just fell over. And there's stuff from this spring still clinging to me. I hate the term "burnt out" but... it just pops up. 90 hour workweeks... is enough to make you keel over?

Dammit. I got through that monster period. I beat it. I won. Why can't I replenish my energy and get back up and kick more ass?

And there's so many awesome and great things happening around me. School is a breeze if I just work a little. Friends, roleplaying, love, music... it's all here.

Why am I not working properly?