Work was hectic. I had to go to the bathroom a couple of times to take a breather. I felt nauseous; I think it was caused by extreme stress. My sister actually had to go home early, because she got sick. Our boss is really awesome, and he totally understood. He actually released me an hour early, because it was starting to get slow. I was really grateful for that. Anyway, I've got a major project that I need to finish tomorrow. Problem is, I've hardly started. I always hate the end of the school year.