I've been up since 6 am. . . a 2 hour drive to San Diego for a 5 hour interview with a firm and people I was not very fond of. . . a 3 hour drive to LA. . . and now I'm getting ready for my 2 hour night class.  Then it's a 45 minute drive home.  It's merely Wednesday too.  Two final round interviews down this week and my last one is tomorrow.  I'm extremely, extremely tired and ready to drop dead in a corner.  I haven't felt like myself lately either. . . and on top of that, things have been tense with the bf.  Yes, I'm taking out my moodiness on him, but if he's going to throw his hands up in the air and give up - where do I go from here for moral support?  It doesn't help that I'm meeting interesting, independent people who are my age and doing their own thing and building their own career without the dependency of a significant other. . . Again, a part of me always wants to be there, even when I should be content being here.