My face looks like someone beat it with a stick, I'm working a 60 hour week, school started on Tuesday, my feet are messed up again, maybe even surgery worthy, I'm not sleeping enough, I go out every night for dinner, and my house is so cold that the floor is icy.
I LOVE LIFE. This is what being young is about. I don't mind running my ass off if I'm happy and I am SO happy.
Though, to be honest, I wish my face looked a little better.