That moment when you get home from church and your mom yells at you to clean the house, you still have science notes and extra credit, you have an assignment in seminary that you can't remember what it was, you really just want to draw, your sister is coming o you for friend advice and you have no advice to give, and all you can think about is how maybe if you hit your head enough times on your wall you might die

Update:
My mom walked in on me hitting my head on the wall and when I told her I might die if I hit it hard enough and I can forget all my responsibilities she said that's not going to work
I need sleep