Tick. Tock.

Maybe it's just me.

Sometimes I come home to an empty house at night and it is really unnerving. I don't know what that means exactly as far as my ability to be independent. It's just so quiet. I'm not sure where my parents are, I was supposed to be at my mom's house tonight, but I decided to come here after youth group and no one's home. I can hear the clock tick in the other room. I'm thinking about turning on the television just so it's not so goddamn quiet. Tick. Tock. Tick. Tock. Shut up! I don't know what it is exaclty -- not concern about my safety or anything -- it's just weird. Eerie. Unexpected. Tick. Tock. Goddamn. The dog is here, but she's flipping out. She is always flipping out when Dana is not home. Not helping. Tick-fucking-tock.

Well, I've been studying for Biology all day/yesterday. I think I'm as ready as I can be. I don't want to study anymore for fear of over-studying. I glanced over my review book again when I got home from youth group. Only took about twenty mintues to do it. I feel like I know enough to answer very many multiple-choice questions, but I'm nervous about the B.S. I'm going to need to come up with on the free responses. I feel like a warrior on the night before battle (it's adding to the tension at home) and I keep on thinking psuedo-profound bits of dialogue:

"I've done all I can, AP Biology. The board is yours. I stand down while I humbly await your response."

Not even psuedo-profound. I just imagine it with tense, but stoic music in the background and me calmly staring down the College Board representitive who was delegated to the one-on-one chess match I imagine the test is going to be. He's wearing a nice suit. I keep on thinking how much I'd like to have the suit he's wearing. Kind of modern looking. Damn you, College Board.

I wonder what the other kid's in AP Bio are doing right now. Studying? Resigned to failure? Relaxing in a semi-glaze of half confidence like me? Tick. Tock. What the hell.

Tick. Tock. Tick. Tock. Goddamn Chinese water torture.