I'm accomplished! (WARNING: IF YOU DO NOT LIKE READING ABOUT BEING HIGH, THEN THIS IS NOT THE POST FOR YOU.)

Not really though!

I will tell you about my not-so-productive day.

1) I woke up at about 7:31 in the morning because my eldest sister and father go jogging in the morning to lose weight. Hikari and I are supposed to, but we aren't now. They jog in the mornings 'cuz it's less hot any other time in Florida and when they wake up, they're really loud. I keep waking up every 30 minutes, reminding myself to finish my Kumon, since it's due today.

2) The half-hour before I wake (about 11:37), I had a really crazy dream about touring China again (maybe it was an excerpt of a nightmare), while being on a crappy brown Chinese tour bus designed like a toy train that's connected in the middle but somehow stayed intact inside. The doors were in the middle instead of near the front, and my Grandma (some weird one who didn't look like my real Grandmas at all) was on the seat near the middle, and I was all like, "no Grandma, don't sit there, it's bad for your health" since in the dream, the not-Grandma had heart problems or something, so she was all like, "shut up mind your own beeswax" but not before these weird little Chinese kids (because Chinese kids are horrible) were in my tour group and being hateful to me for no reason and rushed me onto the tour bus. Then the tour bus randomly turned into a crowded but better white-and-blue bus with my whole Kumon building's people inside. There were tables and chairs and a TV we were all watching to learn a lesson because apparently we turned into a school-type place ON A BUS (and I know we were still on a moving bus because I could see the scenery flash by) and then I woke up. All in Chinese of course. Maybe the dream was my subconscious telling me that I needed to do my Kumon and torturing me with China again.

3) I woke up, ate breakfast, and finished my Kumon. I tell my sisters about my dream-excerpt, and they give me funny looks. Then I go on the computer and read Hyperbole and a Half for the majority of my day. I take a break to go downstairs and eat because I'm hungry. I crave Chinese-store gelatin.The mini-fruit gelatin that I want to eat is FREAKING HARD to open, so I take 20 minutes to open the 1 1/2 inch plastic container, and by now, my craving is gone. as soon as I open it, the juice at the top explodes everywhere and all over my arm. I have to drink all of the juice (which is surprisingly a lot, since usually other brands of Chinsese-store-gelatin doesn't have too much juice), and eat the mere sliver of gelatin. I'm still hungry after all of this, and say, "screw nutrition and the jelly, I'm eating a chopstickful of Nutella" and I do so. Reading Hyperbole and a Half with lots of recently-consumed sugar is not a good idea, so while I'm typing this, I'm really hyper and explains my lack of punctuation. Anyway, the lesson is this: Never read about ADHD people's ADHD while adrenaline is rushing through your veins because it feels as though you have ADHD yourself when you weren't born with it. It works almost as well as getting high.
MAN, I want more Nutella. And maybe that's the reason I feel high. And I did this all in my trashy pajamas.