"YOUR HEAD IS...HOT! LIKE A DOG'S...ASS!"

I never even updated to say that I returned home from Czech-land safely. How rude of me. It was wonderful, by the way, except for the part where I got sick, and people's mad love affair with the Crazy Frog song (If I hadn't already been sick, all blame would have been cast on that). I have pictures; I'll share some later, maybe.

So much going on. Orchestra picnics not happening. Peach pie being consumed. Jack White's daughter being born (Scarlett, people! Her name is Scarlett White! Scarlett White, the palest baby in existence, and yes I do know how played out that joke is). Ms. Nand talking about short people again. Quasi on the radio when I wake up, sunshine, and delicious cookies. Of course, there's also the ginormous elephant in the room known as AP EURO. I alternate between feeling beautifully confident and extremely panicked. I know nothing. I swear, every time I think I know things, they vanish. I should have done some actual essay practice. I should have gone to more review sessions, now that I realize they actually help. I should have not done so sub-par in the class in the first place. Actually, it's not that I know nothing; I know a lot, I'm just not sure it's enough. Ohshitohshitohshitohshit.
Then again, It's a bit late to change all that, so I'm just trying to relax.

I don't think it's working.
I'm sure I'll feel fine in a few minutes.

I think.

Um. Other than that, everything is going pretty nicely.