It Takes 7 Seconds to Sharpen a Ticonderoga to a Satisfactory Point

I have brand new #2 pencils to break in during tomorrow's AP test. They smell of success. Just kidding. They smell like dead trees. I woke up at a delightfully late hour - for a school day - and ate a doughnut. Then I watched my sister running around screaming "I want Pascal!" and my brother wipe his custard-covered face into the back of someone's pant leg. Now I'm studying. I'll go to school later. But right now, I can't.