Low Battery.

If only it was as easy as "Please Charge Me"

I'm drained. Beat. Tired. Exhausted. Stick a fork in me, I'm done (but don't really...that wold hurt). After a long week of prepping for midterms and finishing up the final week of the semester I am spent. Now, seeing how it's the weekend I have time to sleep, relax and not stress about anything. This last sentence is a direct quote from a biography I call Lies I Tell Myself by AdamDaltonBlake, because I have midterms all next week. No matter how much I would love to sit back. relax and take a load off, I have flashcards to memorize, outlines to write, lack of sleep to complain about. The latter is a great time waster, but necessary for mental stability. Also, as if midterms weren't as must of a stresser already, I have to finish a mural for my school...in the next week, and learn, as well as memorize, the ugliest and most-difficult song your have ever heard, for a state-wide choir. I'll warn you, in the next week there might either be a lack of posts or truly random posts posted out of fatigue and anger such as "Does anyone really care about solving for x using sin or cosine?" or maybe even "Teachers: Necessary or Passe?" Yet again, random but CLEARLY therapeutic. Thanks for becoming my free therapist.

Everything in my life is exhausted. My iPod tells me every five minutes that it's running on "Low Battery," as well as my phone and computer. I think this might be a sign. If only I could plug myself into the wall and within an hour be full of the life and spirit I came into this world with. If only there was such a thing that was similar to that....oh right....it's called sleep. It's is a shame that sleep and I are going to be "on a break" for a little while, we used to get along so well. Then I caught it cheating on me with my older brother who's home for a month before going back to college. Damn you sleep. Well, it was nice knowing ya!