It is 3:13 as of writing this blog. I have to take a shower. I have a project due in 48 hours over a science fair project I have half-completed that is shoddily made out of cardboard. It is 3:14. I am waiting for the shower water to warm up. My mom is asleep, but she is adamant about me taking a shower. I don't see the point. It is 3:15. I think the shower water is warm. I don't bother to check it. I just did homework for English, I really don't like English class. I wonder how UIL season will go this year. I feel as if I can do well in Mathematics, but I fear for it. Science is going to be tough. It is 3:16. I have not been inspired to do anything recently. All the work I have to do, combined with UIL study, is taking its toll on me. I have to learn Java by the 24th. I feel as if it will be OK. I want to make a game, but I can't get myself to actually open up a document to code or to sprite or anything. It is 3:17. I have spoken long enough. I am tired, I must take a fast shower so that I can get to sleep and get at least 3 hours of rest before class at 8. It is 3:18, and I fear for this morning.