It's Friday...I should be going out, right? Well, I guess not. I have a lot of school work to finish. I still have three term papers to write, five journals, and 1 quiz....all due by Monday. I would have no problem finishing a lot of it...except that I'm too tired, and quite honestly, I don't even know how to start the term papers. Well, two of them should be fine, but one of them...is simply painful. I have asked my father for help, he ended up asking my brother...who ultimately, ended up asking his best friend. I think it's quite funny. I mean, shouldn't they know this stuff? Oh well, it gives them a sense of importance, that I know for sure. I guess that's partially why I even bothered asking my father and brother.

Just like anyone, my brother and father, probably enjoy the feeling of being needed, of being useful, and of being "there" in times of need. It's cute. They leave everything they have to do, and focus on how to help me with my school work. I truly appreciate everything they are doing. It somewhat puts a certain amount of sanity back in me.

I'm actually cooking today. I can't eat anymore junk food, it's killing me, plus...for the past few days, every time I order something (from different places), I end up finding a fly or an ant or something like that in my food. It makes me nauseous, so I have promised myself to stick to the clean food that I make at home. Perhaps it's not the best of foods, but oh well, we all have to learn somehow. It smells good...I guess that's somewhat promising.

I think I'm going to take a nap once the food is done cooking, and then I'll wake up with a hopeful mindset that I'll be able to overcome this "writer's block", because if I don't get over it soon, I'm dead. I'll end up failing...something I cannot afford at the moment.