Ramblings of a Constipated Mind

Do you ever feel like the entire world is crashing down around you? I'm having one of those days.

I managed to finish my history essay and I just completed my portion of the script I'm helping to write for the school circus. It's either incredibly brilliant and funny, or the dumbest load of crap I've ever produced. Something tells me it's the latter. But oh well. There's not much I can do about that now. I'm too lazy to re-write it. I still have to do Spanish homework, and I don't understand part of the assignment. Right now I really want to hurt my Spanish teacher. Actually, wait...I've wanted to do that all year. This is normal.

Tomorrow my parents are making me take a practice SAT. Then on Wednesday we plan on travelling to San Miguel. In other words, I have no time to do what little Spanish work I know how to do. Could I do it now? Yes. But right now I have a massive headache and everything would turn out wrong. Can I do it tonight? No. I have Puerta. And my head will probably still be hurting by then.

I just have to keep reminding myself that on Wednesday things will change and I'll get to have fun with some friends. Then again, school starts up again in a week. In conclusion: right now my life sux.

Thankfully, I have books to get my mind off things. I'm still trying to work my way through Return of the King. I can read more of Frankenstein on the way to San Miguel. I'm also reading one of the books I got for Christmas: The Fantasy Writer's Assistant and Other Stories by Jeffrey Ford. He and Philip K. Dick are probably my favorite authors. These stories are awesome. Maybe later I'll post some links to where you can read some of his work online.

I think an anvil just landed on my brain.