Today was a fuck up day. Everything that could go wrong, did go wrong. Except physics. I like physics. Physics is practical. Nevermind the bit about needing to know the gravatational forces attracting Jupiter to Earth. I wrote an essay today, forced it out. I conclude that it is 100% harder to write an essay at home than it is to write one in class. I never realized how stupidly outspoken my housemates are until I need them to be quiet.
I am going to wake up tomorrow and pretend that today never happened. Magic fairies did my homework while I was sleeping and this week wednesday's have been abolished.
This morning there was a tiny cow making a tiny home of my brothers chocolate milk carton. It moo's when you open it. I think this is fabulous.