after a hellish saturday, i woke up on sunday feeling pretty damn good. like the storm had passed or something. i think it's a theme in my life. things go crazy for a while, there's a climatic final bad day, and bam it's calm again
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Weird. All of Saturday, for no reason at all, I was on edge. My fuse was about half a millimeter short, and everything was pissing me off. I could not wake up (I was tired the entire day), and I ended up starting a huge fight with Josh. But I woke up Sunday feeling perfectly fine. It's really weird that we had a similar weekend.
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