You sang me Spanish lullabies

Today, I went to see Freed at lunch, mainly because I can't seem to live without going to the MAO room for over three days, which I admitted to him. It's like a magnetic field and pulls me there as I "tire" of running against it.
We had an intense session of "El Dia de No Ingles" during Spanish. Ironic, isn't it, that they usually say "No Ingles Day." Next, we had to begin and finish a DBQ about civil peace in Germany during the First World War. It was so taxing and annoying as usual, and I was way tired of this work. Immediately after that, we took the Chapter 15 Stat quiz, which was just queer. We only ran one test. I walked up to the Mrs. Chan near the end of the period, and asked, "Is this the whole test?" She sort of laughed and said, "Yes." When I walked to my table in Chem and looked down, I found the best note ever. It really brightened my mood. The test was sort of stressful because I didn't really know how to do the last problem. However, I finally pulled myself through the first part of the day, and survived by lunchtime, where it was extremely sunny. Twice as many of us were having a bad day, so that makes two heads to stroke, the poor darlings. What an awful idea it is to assign a lab in Biology and give us ten boring research and thought questions. Mrs. Traylor asked me how Chinese people get married. She told me that I should have a traditional Chinese wedding with traditional makeup and a red kimono because it would be fun... Then something about how it doesn't matter how the wedding is, but how the marriage is. Yeah, a kimono. We sort of worked on airplane problems with component vectors today. I always seem to say things when the entire class is quiet, such as "What is she talking about?" when referring to mj. In English, we presented our projects, and we must admit that my powerpoint was um, by far the most visually attractive. The bus ride was a time of steering towards unconsciousness. As I discussed the ways Joseph is a loser (jk) with Parker, I noticed that my body felt as though it was about 2:00am. But I never take naps, since around 1st grade, I woke up, thinking it was yesterday that my mother and I had gone to Cubs, the grocery store, and proceeded to brush my teeth and wash my face as if I had spent the night on the couch. It wasn't my last nap, but it was my last voluntary nap.
But going to sleep seems like such a good idea right now.
Maybe after I finish the Bio worksheet.

By the way, the time I published the post is the time of the FIRST publication. Therefore, any edits being made do not overwrite the information below. It's 9:38pm as I type this.
Later...
Me: of course youre clever, bff!
SoccerPig73: Wait, did you say there was eight hours until the competition!?
Me: uhhh
maybe...
CRAP
THERES 8 HOURS UNTIL THE COMPETITION!
SoccerPig73: I KNOW!
Yeah, I better get off. I need to get some sleep before this thing. I'll see you tomorrow. Have a good night and wonderful dreams!
Me: good night!

Good night.