5.5 hours
having to write down the time left just puts me down, and i ought stope.
all i can do is shuffle through mp3s right now.
i hate the language...
i just don't really feel like going.
i don't want to sit on a plane with mark and michael for two hours. i don't want to have to yell dumb shit once a day. i don't want to degrade myself. i want to stay home, because i've been just fine relaxing.