I'm drinking some chicken brooth (food doesn't look appealing at all. In fact, it looks repulsive) and writing this entry. I want to go back to sleep, but know I can't until I get those two English compositions rewritten for tonight's class. They seem like such easy papers, if only I could focus on their subject long enough to finish them.
I hope all this is just stress but it could be something much more serious. I'll risk it for now, but if it continues after Wednesday night math class (95% of stress gone) I'll be considering it something much more serious.