Murf...

I'm tired. Period.
And stressed.
And wet. Really wet. Well, yesterday. I wrote a rough draft of my Caltech essay. Apparently it was awful according to ma mere. And then I pretended to cry on the couch. And my mom went to the bathroom and got water and poured it on my head. I still feel it in my ear. It's disguisting.
So I had gbyso yesterday and was all alone all day. Cecile isn't feeling good, so I had to sight-read the first part for Mozart all day. And Mozart is just icky to sight-read, not because it's hard, but because it requires a ton of concentration. And that's just not cool. And that's part of why I'm tired.
And then I got home and pretended to do homework. I sorta studied for my chem quiz, which actually went quite well (I think). And then bed-time. So tired. And I have actual homework tonight. Ugh.