Like. Whoa.

I haven't slept in 72 hours, nor have I eaten in 48. Well, I've had about 4 hours of sleep, and I ate once last night, but then it all came back up in the middle of the night... not good. Tomorrow I go home. I think it's good that I'm leaving.

P.S. - I'm going crazy. I just talked to my voicemail message because I thought it was an actual phone conversation, and I got mad at the message for interrupting me. It was weird...