Something Stinks.

So, I opened up the fridge a few hours ago and almost dropped dead. Something in there smelled so bad that it lingered in the house for about an hour. I decided to clean out the fridge with bleach water and a pressure washer. Well, not a pressure washer, but definitely bleach. Let me just say that we haven't eaten much at home the past few weeks, so I had no idea what it could be. Since I've cleaned out the fridge, I've come to the conclusion that it could have been many things. Perhaps the milk that expired February 11th. Or, it could have been the heavy whipping cream, or the english cucumber that was rotten. I guess it could have also been the cheese in the bottom drawer that had mold all over it, as if it had been growing in a field. I'm not really sure what it was, but it's gone now. Now all I can smell is bleach. Much better.

I've been working on my homework for about 4 hours now. ON THE SAME FUCKING PROBLEM. I'm so stupid when it comes to this stuff. It's the hardest thing I've ever had to do. Math sucks, and apparently so do I. The weird part is that on this stuff, I KNOW how to get the answer, but for some reason, I can't get the right answer because my brain isn't allowing me to take the information I have stored and put it on paper. My brain is preventing me from getting my homework done. I'm so glad that my final is tomorrow and then I'll be done with this class. I don't think my sanity could take much more. I just want to throw something. I think I'll drink a soda instead.

Oh, also. If you think cleaning out the fridge was just a ploy to stop working on homework...you'd be right. Don't get me wrong, I would have found the rotten food, but I wouldn't have washed the fridge out like it needed an enema if I hadn't been trying stall tactics.