It's becoming more and more difficult to hear the alarm clock each morning.  It goes off somewhere between three and six, depending on the amount of homework I still have to do, or should have done the night before.  On the weekends I get to sleep in until about seven, and that's nice. 

But I'm tired.  Of almost everything.  Mostly of math, which will undoubtedly be my downfall.  I'm tired of disappointing people, and tired of feeling lonely, and tired of being busy constantly.  I'm tired of people hurting people - tired of people not respecting other people and not respecting themselves.  I'm tired of my own complaining, so I'm sure you are too. 

On the up side, I have cute pajamas.

I also love music.