Typing this on the computer to be fast and thorough. Very bleh today, I don't feel like I did anything specifically solid. Woke up early enough, got ready, ok. Had a turkey lettuce cream cheese sandwich on a bagel. Left the bagel out to stand too long after toasting so it was quite hard. Coffee at 11:30, tasted a little overextracted but otherwise fine. Took my brother out to deposit money around 11:50, and I pounced on the chance to deposit some money into my account as well. Went to iTea at his request, paid. Came back home, stuck my drink in the freezer for tomorrow. Quinoa salad for lunch, though I ate most of it standing up as I was critiquing the AP Biology document for summer work -- I don't know why he wants to do that goddamned class, because whatever credits he's getting out of it don't even transfer to University of the Pacific. Spending a whole high school year of 8 or 9 months, and lots of time on homework and handwritten note-taking, does not equate to a 3-month college introductory course. Period. And he's still thinking of dropping AP Literature. I swear it's like he wants to piss me off more and more the sooner we get to our respective school years. In any event he started gaming from 2:45 and I endured his jabberwocky (why did I have to endure it?) for an hour until I up and lamped out in my room with my laptop, but even that wasn't much respite since my grandma needed to go to the more distant Marina Grocery, so alright, I took her to the grocery. It was fine. Came back home and continued lamping out in my bedroom and really, really tried to get my ducks in order and read a couple papers or so but all I really did was read up a little bit on Scientology and Gnosticism and Judas Iscariot. Mom came home around 7:55 and so I walked with her for half an hour or so after 8:15. Dinner -- stirfried glass noodles with some pork and Taiwanese sui qua (the veggies my grandma needed to get) and some leftover soup from yesterday. And now it's two hours past that and I can't remember what I did in those two hours. Frankly it pisses me off I didn't even have 20, 30 minutes of consistent deep work today -- it's just split throughout. I'm not sure how to make tomorrow more conducive to this kind of unfettered clarity of thinking other than just scheduling my time properly and/or scratching together a to-do list. Lord knows I'm itching to do something.
"[Growing up] is hard and nobody understands." // https://www.homestuck.com/story/2391