ACTs, Strawberries and Chocolate Milk [Not Together]

This morning was the unfortunately long ACT, but happily it was short[er] than if I would have taken the writing portion as well. I have to say, whilst advertising my mad academic skills [haha] I learned what a septillion was. It happens to be a one with 24 zeros after it. So it looks something like 1,000,000,000,000,000,000,000,000. {: In case you were wondering.

Yesterday was rather funk, if you couldn't already tell. After I got home from school, I noticed a beautiful container of fresh strawberries, which I'm not entirely prone to, but they resembled my mood best. For the past few weeks I've been on a low sugar intake. For this reason, fruit has been the most sugary food I've eaten. Probably due to a mood imbalance, I felt ridiculously glutinous. Obviously, there's a problem when a person feels fat for eating fruit.

Over at a friend's house this evening, we played some four person Scrabble. For the second game in a row, I got my butt inordinately kicked. I think my brains are melting in its padded walls. Wouldn't that be ironic? One medium that I can actually work with somewhat diminished by who knows what. Whatever the case, my friend laid down a word on the right middle TW, and exclaimed exasperatedly "I almost could have done resided!" However, after looking at the two letters left on his rack, I stole them, and made residing which gave him 50 extra points in addition to his TW. I can pretty much thank myself for losing my game. Because of my "good work" [his family was ticked!] he made me a glass of chocolate milk. AKA the only milk I can handle by itself. With the exception of strawberry. Go me. Saving the world, breaking my mind, and getting a full serving of dairy.

Seeing as it's late and I'm feeling otiose, I suppose I'm off to bed. Cheers.