1.4.2002
 
So, it's currently 11:00am, I've downed an entire pot yet I still crave coffee. I'm beginning to suspect that I'm developing an tolerance for caffiene that's so high it's bordering on scary.

Art assignment (both the pictures and the drawing) finished. Still need to work on the sketch that I owe a certain someone. Still need to start my paper which is beginning to sound extremely easy to write. Also, it's only a rough draft so I guess I had been over-reacting before. Still... if it's a rough draft why are we checking for grammar and mechanics as a grade? o.0

Ever since these I could feel em again, my collar bones have a habit of aching profusely at any given moment. Like right now.

Studying for the PSAT/SAT/ACT tests is candy-wrapper hell. At least I still have almost a year before I take the SAT and a year after that for the ACT. Still... could be worse. I could be in Japan where I have to test to get into a good highschool.

It's Friday. Less than three days till school starts up again. Yeesh.

I think I procrastinate with the entire finish-re-ducttaping-the-backpack and re-organizing my folders for each of my class. Well, at least I have English first thing in the morning which means that I get to work on my mask for the Greek chorus... still, even period block scheduel means that I have chemistry as well. Yargh.

And my toes are cold again.

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