And then my brain was like, "I don't want to concentrate on homework."

I'm struggling.
To concentrate.
This Wednesday evening.

I don't want to do my homework.
But it needs to be done.

Life is weird.
And amazing.
And confusing.

I'm in one of those moods.
The kind where you don't really want to talk to anybody.
Or maybe you just don't have anything to say.

Maybe that will change later tonight.
When I do something.
Something that isn't homework.

Words Their Way.
Chapters one and two.

The bobby pins in my hair are poking my head.

I have really great friends.
A wonderful family.
A great life.