if you're out on your own, feeling lonely and so cold...

The other team canceled the meet yet again. The first cancellation is a hassle. The second? A pain in the ass. It would've been better for a forfeit; more convenient, and also this screws up all of my scheduling plans. I actually cried when I found out it was rescheduled to Friday. That is an extreme symptom of extreme stress, which is terrible. I should not be crying over a track meet, of all things to cry about. AND YET, it made me freak out, and I felt so overwhelmed, and frustrated, and pressured, and worried, and panicky. I am now watching Gilmore Girls season 1 and feeling unhealthy amounts of envy because Rory is smart, goes to private school, and does not run track. Lucky girl. On the bright side, I found out that I qualified for the NMSQT. Hooray! Totally surprising. But great.

Count Down to the APs... Eeek.

Okay, call me a nerd. (Which I suppose I could be classified as, but only by my school's standards...by Stuy I might be considered practically a burnout.) But I'm freaking out.
It is nearly May. That means that I have officially procrastinated to the almost-last-minute... YET AGAIN. So, I should have a plan. I SHOULD have some schedule of review, rather than just improvising or making lists of excuses of why I am not studying, like right now. Speak of the devil, dinner is ready! You can't study during dinner!

I have just been pranked.

I've just fallen for an April Fool's Joke. Gmail bragged about the new AutoPilot feature, which emails back realistic responses based on the user's personal emailing style. Gullible as I am (and also because of the fact I'd forgotten it was April Fool's day 11 minutes ago) I believed it and futilely searched for the AutoPilot setup page. I wanted it to be real, too, because that's an ingeneous idea.