I think I need to go do my homework. Stupid tests. But I seriously don't feel up to it. Feeling rather burdened at the moment, with these tests and having to sign up for the SAT and ACT and stuff. No wonder mom went to all the stoner parties when she was in my predicament. Granted, she's never told me about what happened there nor have I asked, but I know she had friends who smoked, and I don't mean Marlboros. I don't know; I'm just rambling. TGIt's Tylenol.

Gotta run and go make dinner. And remember people: winners don't use drugs! That's what it says on all those late 80's arcade games. You go, Nancy Reagan.