It's Late

It's 2:10 AM. I have to be up in 4 hours and 50 minutes. I have at least one more proofread of my memo. I woke up 21 hours ago. I was at school from 7:30AM until 8:45PM. Today, I ate: one subway sub, one Jimmy John's sub, 4 girl scout cookies, 1 Cafe Americano, 1 Regular Coffee, 2 bottles of water, one cup of peppermint tea, one granola bar, one diet coke. I'm tired, my shoulders hurt, and I want to go to bed. My eyes are blurry. My memo is mediocre at best. I am not happy right now. Don't go to law school...unless you enjoy this, which I kind of do.
Lyrics:
"And your mom would drink until she was no longer speaking, dad would dream of all the different ways to die, each one a little more than he could dare try."
Neutral Milk Hotel King of Carrot Flowers, Pt. 1