Can I write a blog entry without whining? LET'S FIND OUT.

So, I haven't really been writing lately because I've been really busy. And, at the same time, everything I've been doing has been so constant and predictably boring that I haven't felt any particular drive to write anything about my life.

I guess lately I've been feeling fairly stressed out. I mean, it's like, OMG I NEED TO FINISH STUFF! For illustration purposes, I shall type out a loverly list.

Things teh Acey needs to do:
Finish Biology (four chapters to read, four tests to take, and two animals to dissect)
Finish Geometry (six lessons to complete, two tests to take, and one unit exam (or two? I dunno))
Finish World Views of the Western World lolololololololol (Finish the last few books of Plato's Republic, an in depth study of the first four books of the New Testament, and read the whole Aenid)
Read books for AP classes next year (self explanatory)
4-H PROJECTS WHOO! (Invader Zim pillow, baby blanket, drama scrapbook, photography, dehydrating bell peppers and mushrooms...)
Research for Washington D.C. trip (looking up information on WI senators so I can ask them some original, though possibly snarky questions)
COLLEGE APPLICATIONS OMGOMGOMG.
NOT DIE UNDER ALL THIS PRESSURE LAWL. (doing all of the above with zero percent fatality)

...okay. I'mma go do something else now. I hate reminding myself of my long to do list.