I Got Nothing

My mental faculties are draining away. This quarter is rough stuff. I have a biology class that only runs three days a week, but four hours a day. In that time, we run labs every day, usually go through an entire chapter a day, and manage to squeeze in two tests a week. I have an online calculus class that is going well enough, but I worry about what I am retaining. I can knock out the assignments rather quickly. The tests are open-book and untimed, so I can get through those easily enough, but I don't know if I'll know what I'm doing come finals.

I remember that, as a kid, summer school was where the slow kids went to catch up. Now, it's where ambitious (which could be translated as "stupid," depending on your perspective) people go to try and get ahead. After spending half a quarter this summer, I don't think I want to be that ambitious any more. But I probably will.

When I'm not buried in text books and trigonometry equations, I try to post here. That's not going so well. I sit here and end up staring at the keyboard for a while, typing a bit, thinking it's all shit, deleting it, and giving up. Once this is done, I hope my train of thought returns to something resembling what I am accustomed to.