I blew my nose for the umpteenth time, wincing as the tissue rubbed the red, irritated skin. My homework still sat in front of me, taunting me. Finding reasonable evidence for my paper was serving to be a lot harder than I had previously thought. I groaned as my nose began to tickle again. If I could actually sit and do my homework without some obnoxious cold bothering me every 5 minutes, I might actually be able to finish. The clock read 9:00. I turned my attention back to the computer, determined to get this finished and then watched to my dispair as the screen died right before my eyes.