Fuckin tired

Okay. This weekend:
I've done homework, had an unhealthy amount of caffiene, probably od'd on pain killers, stayed up way too late, danced for 11 hours, walked home in the dark after dancing for 11 hours while it was freezing cold with a phobia OF the dark, prayed hysterically for over forty minutes straight without taking a breath, freaked the fuck out thinking my parents were going to find out I walked home on a street with no sidewalk in the dark super late at night, crashed in my bed, woke up to go to CHURCH at 8:00 in the morning, just to come back from Church, eat, hate myself for my body fat percentage, go dance for about three more hours sore and already tired, come back to my house, do more homework.
I'm still doing homework.
This has been an absolUTELY TERRIFIC weekend. *throws textbook against a wall, and bangs head on a table repeatedly*

I NEED TO SLEEP BUT I CANT! STILL HAVE A FRIGGEN WORLD HISTORY PACKET! WONDERFUL!