Just need to vent about somehting for a moment:

I just failed a test. Not fake failed when you go oh bummer I got a C- but literally really failed, like 52%. I might get a few more points when my teacher looks over it, but still not so great. And it was my British Literary History Class. Which is pretty important to my major.
And why would I fail such an important test for a class that I might need for my future? Because I was too busy baking a cake for my Spanish test and trying to study for that test which is tomorrow. Spanish, the class that I will never use again. Literally, because 205 is supposed to be just a review of what we already learned. So I really am not learning anything I haven't learned before, but since it's been a couple of years since I took a Spanish class, I just can't remember it. So every night, I have so much Spanish homework that it's overwhelming so I spend too much time worrying about my stupid Spanish homework, that I don't have time to get my reading done for my actual important classes.
Trying to make sure that I pass my Spanish class is making it so that I am *only* passing my regular English classes instead of Excelling in it like I should be.

GRRRRRRRRRRRAAAAAAAAAAAGGGGGGGGGGHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!

I just don't even care anymore. I'm so overwhelmed by school that I just want to drop out and not do this any more.

A classic is something that everyone wants to have read

and nobody wants to read.

-- Mark Twain, "The Disappearance of Literature"

Dreams

Do you ever have a dream that just sticks with you late into the morning? You can't stop thinking about it, and somehow it seems just realistic enough that you wonder if it really happened or it was in fact a dream. Today I'm stuck with a dream and I'm getting a little confused about if it happened or not, and yet I know it didn't because I was a wizard in it or something. Bizarre.