Frazzled Finals-Brained Thoughts

It's finals week. I've been so busy I'm surprised I've had time to think between all the studying and essay-writing. I feel like, now that worst of it has passed, that I should want to blog and share all the thoughts that have been bouncing around in my head (that I've sadly had to push aside for the sake of productivity) but I don't. I just want to sleep. I've already done more of that today than I have any night this past week (not really, but it feels like it). I'll be grateful to move back home. That'll be nice. I miss my family.

I think tonight I'll take it easy. I may begin to write my last essay for the semester, but if someone invites me to do something (and that something's relaxing) I'm ditching the homework effort. I might still do that. . . I have my poor book that I've abandoned so I could be productive. I've realized that logging out of Facebook on my computer was the wisest decision I've made this past week (aside from hiding my aforementioned book in the study that I never enter).

Every time I hear/read the word frazzle I think of Frizzle. Like Ms. Frizzle from my childhood. Either that or a bad hair day. Perhaps I think of Ms. Frizzle having a bad hair day. I can't really put thoughts to that right now. I've been doing that all week and my brain is on strike. I think, tonight, I'll let that happen.