i'm trying to focus but my eyes deceive me

one week left with too much to do that i'm probably not going to end up doing. that's ok. sleep is more important.

i should be freaking out about the whole yearbook thing, but i'm not. i guess i figure i'll somehow get it done in two days or something.

i realized last night, again, that i really, really don't like being cold.

i have to do my poem book for wednesday, so all creative thoughts must go into that. and i could possibly be drained after that too. we'll see how it all works out.

might go on a break. don't know. maybe just disappear for a while.

i feel fine.