Egg Brain

Every night I study so much I basically feel like cooked eggs when I hit the next test. Just, any delicate movement and I’m going to start spilling all my yellow stuff across my laptop. It’s not a laptop. It’s on a desk. It’s a desktop that’s smaller. Why do they call it that? I hate this. I don’t have time to solve the world’s problems with naming stupid everyday things. A laptop? Marketing is dumb. 🤣 I passed 41% of my class so far. Don’t push my brain I’ll squish.