Bombed :(

I magically bombed a test today. My brain wouldn't work. I couldn't study because nothing, no matter how forcibly I pushed, would enter my head after yesterday. Why does this happen to me? I don't know, but I've written it off. I can still do well in that class, but I can't have a mess-up like that again. On a higher note, shortly after the bombed test, I found a dollar in my pocket while I was doing laundry, so that slightly rounded off my day. There is no experience like finding money in your pocket.

I'm heating up some left over speggetti (that's not how it's spelled, but...). I'm absolutely starving. I also just pounded some niquil. Nothing says goodnight like a dose of niquil. That should help me feel a little better in the morning. Maybe I can get my sleeping habbits back on track too. Wait, what sleeping habbits. I didn't think I had any.

I think I want to go to an opera sometime soon. There are plenty of them around, I just don't go because of stupid excuses. I really think I would like it though. But anyways, I'm going to make this journal short and sweet and wish you all the best. This niquil will probably kick in soon and I need to be ready. Peace and love.