Pinky Promise

Before I get to the meat of this post, let me say this one thing:

I

am

so

tired.

A few days ago I told myself that I was going to get up at 6 am so I would be awake and ready for class on time. Plus it gives me some time before school to finish any homework I may have put off.

However.

The moment I set my alarm for 6 am was the same moment my body decided "You know what? I don't think I'll go to sleep until 4 am. Is that all right with you?"

No, it's not all right.

But I digress. I merely state this in case this post comes across as uncharacteristically grumpy (and by this I mean "more grumpy than usual"). Plus it's a good excuse for the fact that...

I haven't read many books this week. Or written all that much.

*shame*

That is your one job in this class. Your one job.

(thought maybe that's two jobs)

Chastisement aside, I did manage to write the bones of a short story, of which I am proud. The last time I had to write a short story was for my creative writing class in my senior year of high school, and I actually didn't even finish that one. I realized it was becoming too long, so I cut it off at a "good" place and turned it in like that. Because my teacher was not a harsh grader at all. ("Not harsh" as in "I got 100% on it". Yep.)

But this time I actually finished something! Which is a thing that I struggle with. I can't tell you how many beginnings to stories I have saved on my computer. So go me!

On that note, I remember that I have not yet finished studying for a chemistry test that I have to take tomorrow, so I must leave this post at that.

And I'll read/write more next week so I have more to share with the world. Pinky promise.

P.S. If anyone has extra Oreos laying around, please send them my way at once, as they are my favorite study-food and I am currently Oreo-less. Plus I'm pretty sure they make me do better on tests.