Fresh Brain Soup

My brains are fried. Literally. Well, not literally, but they might be. I'm pretty sure they are. I can't think anymore. It's like my brain just doesn't function. After not thinking for those 3 snow days, going to school was like learning to read again after suffering severe amnesia by getting hit in the head by a baseball bat. It was close to impossible. I couldn't concentrate. I was in my own world. I think I was stabbing math in the guts with my pencil-makeshift-dagger in that world. But I definitely remember doing that in class, too. And then later that day, which I'm pretty sure was Freaky Friday, I was supposed to do a halaqah. I mean I still did it, but after saying like a sentence, I couldn't remember what to say next. And for me, that's really weird cause I love talking. Even if I don't know what to say, or have nothing important to say, I'll still talk. And I'll keep talking. But that wasn't the case. Now today at Sunday School (that means today's Sunday, right?) when I was writing the names of my kids down, I think I was writing their names backwards. Like I wrote Yahya as Hayah. What in the world is wrong with me?!?! I thought that blah-mybrainismush-dontaskmeanythingthatrequiresthinking days only lasted for a day. SO WHY HAVE I BEEN SUFFERING FROM THIS HORRIBLE ILLNESS FOR LIKE 5 DAYS NOW?!?!?! SOMEONE ANSWER ME!!!!!

If you're wondering why I sound so utterly insane at the current moment, it is not only because my brain is mush; it is because I am an insomniac. I have Mountain Dew yesterday and ended up going to sleep at 6. IN THE MORNING. Yup. Caffeine and I don't go together very well. It's kinda like how people feel about Britney Spears. Sorta this love-hate relationship. They pretend to hate her, but inwardly, they love her frog-croaking songs, no matter how toxic they are. Hmm. Bad joke. I think I'll go back to my cave now. Maybe I can sleep off the blahness so that I'm not delusional again during school tomorrow. Don't wanna accidently call some kids "Yoda" again.