20 Frakin' hour days

So I hate 20 hour days, that start with five hours of sleep and end in 6 more before your next long day. I have a PT test on monday, but I'm so tired now I don't think I'm going to wake up till next friday. I have a great deal of homework to do. I want to cry. I want to chicken out from everything. It's pretty bad this time. I know my confidence slips when I get tired, but I'm just sitting here not sure I can make it to everything. Gack.
I have hardly spoken to my family this week, I'm running around like crazy or too tired to hold a conversation. I think I need a nap, but I can't stand the thought of losing any of that time between now and when I next have to do something stressful.
I don't even want to talk anymore.
Bye.