what day is it?

he's so ready to be done, to take a break, to just fucking chill out. just over a week and he'll be able to calm down a little. so much has been happening that he can't seem to figure out if things have happened or if they're still coming. the year has gone by so quickly that nothing ever seems the same. he never feels fully prepared for anything that is ever happening around.  he longs for the days where he doesn't have to organize anything, doesn't have to be a driving force to get people to get shit done. he needs to get away from it all. he's counting down the days to the holidays, not because he really celebrates, but because it means time for himself for once. it's a nice change from how thing used to be. nothing would be better. as much as his eyes would love to glaze over and just sleep, his mind has so many  things clouding, he could pretend to be gone. he needs to get shit together so he ca stay up later than just to talk to some bitches on Facebook.  pretty soon it'll be hell trying to stay uprighted in class. the tired is drooping into his life in eddy aspect, he's neglected to do homework partially because of the tired. <3 <3