Wednesday, May 14, 2014
I wake up, stretch, and crawl out of bed. The alarm has been annoyingly ringing for the past minute. The fact that I have five alarms set in the early morning is considered to be "unhealthy," according to Mom. It has been three days since the AP Biology exam, and tomorrow is the AP World History exam. But what am I doing writing a drabble? I grudgingly open blogspot.com and compose 100 words reflecting how I'm feeling-- terrible, exhausted, miserable and nose-clogged. This can't possibly count as a drabble, I think to myself. Oh well. At least I'm writing something.