Tired tired tiiiiiired!!

"Perseverance is the hard work you do after you get tired of doing the hard work you already did. " -Newt Gingrich


Gosh, I'm not sure why I even started this post. I don't really have anything to say but the fact that I'm avoiding doing the ominous stack of homework in my backpack. Hmmmm...
I know it's weird, but I always thought that cows were born with teeth. Well, actually I had never really thought about it much until last weekend when I went to go visit some baby cows. All they wanted to do was suck on my hands. It was odd.
I'm so tired. I can't believe how tired I am. I not sure how I'm still awake. Ug! And today I just can't miss drivers ed! This is annoying. If it were any other day I would have just stayed home in bed. I'm just to tired to work on these assignments which have no end to them and don't seem to have a purpose. I'm to tired to try and be peppy for friends and laugh at jokes that really aren't that funny to begin with. I'm to tired to type! Please oh please oh PLEASE, just let me get through this long endless seeming day so I can go home and sleep! (After the ominous pile of homework of course).
Talked with an interesting old person this weekend. Cooked, and made-out with my amazing boyfriend. Now if only I could get an A in English!!!! I really don't understand how my favorite class became the class that I dread going to in the morning. Life can be a bitch sometimes... and I feel guilty for saying that, due to the fact that there are some many people out there with terrible lives and would envy me. It's just not fair.
What if I. I actually don't know what I was just about to say. I just kind of wanted to type that. I just looove typing. The way the keys sound when you press them down and the feel of my fingernails against the plastic... and then of course the feeling of accomplishment when I've finished typing something.
Five minutes till plus is over and I have to struggle to keep my eyes open on math problems that I don't think I'll ever use in a life time of real work outside of school. Now four minutes... gosh I'm tired. Whats his face isn't coming over this week. Thank God. Though like half his wardrobe is in our guest room at the moment. Three minutes. I'm a little hungry... I wonder if I could skip math and go to first lunch... no no, I know I can't. Two minutes. I saw the new Footloose last night :) I was really cool. I'm embarrassed to say that I haven't seen the first one yet, and I'm worried to tell Joe that. One minute. Because I know that he loves Footloose and I kind of made it sound like I saw the first one already. Woops. Alright... I should turn this off now... Ug. Well, wish me luck! Zero minutes.