Hysterics.

I am probably clinically insane right now. This is by far the most stressful end to a semester I've ever experienced. I promise that after this dies down next week I will write a proper blog to update all of you on Boston/my life/everything that is going on in my brain. But for now I'll leave you with this:

"I feel like I could write a eulogy for a paper clip".

I just texted that to Kaleigh.

Anyone have a good number for a shrink?