Sick of nothing of but thinking, talking, texting, tweeting, (and of course blogging) about nothing but the damn bar exam.*
And I am so tired.
Tired of cleaning freaking dog piss up from all over the place. Tired of being woken up every 3 hours to get dressed and take the dog outside. (notice how when I'm referring to her cute and lovingly she's 'Elle' but she's just 'the dog' when I'm at my wit's end?) Oh, and I am SO tired of doing pee soaked laundry. I'm not sure my house will EVER smell normal again.**
Thank freaking goodness the end is near, whether I'm prepared for it or not.***
*trust me, I'm aware that you guys and all my real life friends are sick of hearing about it.
**yes, I realize none of this is her fault and it's because of the roids she's taking. But it doesn't make me any less exhausted from it all.
*** I'm not.
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