APUSH in eight hours.

Now's about the time when I start scheming of ways to make a time machine- not anything too special, just a nice, simple one- so that I can go back in time and hold back those overly ambitious Spanish and British and French from discovering the New World so early on. Maybe convince them to wait two hundred years. That way, there wouldn't be so much to study. The AP test would probably just have thirty questions or so about how some little Asian girl named Jessie prevented the European countries from expanding. That would be great, please.

I have plenty to say and plenty to study, but the past has defeated me and I'm going to sleep.

Eff.