9:19 pm - Wednesday, Sept. 04, 2002
Song:
Sleepy... sleepy...
Not so much sleepy, as utterly exhusted.
And I haven't even started class yet.
Between a stressful day trying to get them to: fix my schedule, give me my ID card (I look like a crack whore) and give me my books, I out Waterpolo practice on top of that.
I never want to hear, "lets do a quick 300" (yards) ever again.
Yet, as much as my head pounds, and my muscles ache... I feel good.
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