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A blank page on this computer screen is not a big shocker for me. Watching the hours fly away and sitting on this chair sucks.Rage starts to flow from my head to my toes. This is not what doing "homework" is, right? [[But Why?]]
This stupid homework has started to irritate me. This urge to do something else begins to kick in, my body starts to move around and the shaking of the right leg can not be stopped. Fucking ADHD. From an early age this has been an never ending battle.My attention spam vs school is a travesty and for the past couple o years school has fallen. It really makes studying and doing the assignments a struggle. [[My brain]] feels as if it was traveling thousands of miles per hour, and it it burns. I start to force myself to sit still and write this short story.But so far no luck. As minutes go by and still nothing is frustrating. The frustration of trying to figure out what to write boils from within. The reality that this is going nowhere smacks me in the face.My shoulders are heavy as if carrying a thousand pounds, stress creeps out at a rapid pace. A migraine slowly settles in. Boom, boom, boom.... this pounding is going to crush my skull. The lights are cooking my eyes, the smallest noise pierces threw my ear like sharp knifes. Fuck.I have to take something before it gets worse. The medical cabinet is the first thing that comes to mind. Rushing to the kitchen to the last cabinet right of the microwave. As soon as the cabinet door, what a mess, a recycle center is better organized then this. Not now, this is going to be the death of me. Looking for this small orange pill bottle labeled Ibuprofen 800mg is impossible.I would take my chances searching for a needle in a hay stack. Boom, BOOM, BOOM!! the pounding gets harder and harder. Someone please help me. "Luis, are you okay?" I hear my [[roommate]] behind me. While explaining and asking for help, the pain becomes more unbearable by the minute.
With her help, the search ended in a few minutes. I rapidly open the bottle grab two and swallowed them with cold water. Yawning and a quick nap my brain demands it. Making my way out of the kitchen and slowly walking to the living room.The softest couch of the house is empty and hustle towards it. Laid down on that old black couch and closed my eyes. Woke up with my head a little numb and just realized that [[4 hours]] have passed and it is now midnight. Thankfully I slept the worst part of the migraine. Now it is time to finish this once and for all. Making my way to the stairs and wondered what to do.As I slowly walk up the stairs to my room and sit on my computer chair. Still my mind draws blank. What to write about?? Question floating around my mind. Hopefully its kicks in soon. Half the day has flown away and still a black page. No ideas, no creativity, no sign of hope. The feeling of failure just isn't acceptable.From a distance a faint sound of music echos into my room. A upbeat hip hop song get a bit louder. Just like a paper boy throws the paper to those o his route, it hits me. To write a story about my small complication with this assignment. Should have thought of this sooner.