"misery's your master, she's the blade and you're just paper"

Feb 09, 2009 23:10

Oh God, oh God, we're all going to die.

Procrastination Station might sound fun kids, but only in theory. In reality it is nowhere near as close to fun as Celebration Station is, trust me on this one.

Slacking is not a good color on me.

Brit Lit essay yet to be written.
200+ pages of Last of the Mohicans needing to be read by 4:30pm.
Chapter 9 vocab quiz in French.
Finishing of the General Prologue for Canterbury Tales.

All due tomorrow.

I told myself not to slack.

I said leave the room when Steph starts watching television.

But damn it, I'm so ashamed-- I've become emotionally invested in The Bachelor. THE BACHELOR FOR GOD'S SAKE. I'm sorry, I know I've let you all down. (In my defense, he's amazing and sweet and hot and one of the top three girls is from Dallas, so I have to root for my fellow Texan.)

Then I fuck around playing Minesweeper, eating cookies and talking with Steph.

I'm going to go now, even though I'm behind on my Interneting now too.

AND TO TOP OFF THE FUCK MY LIFE FEELING, I'M MISSING CARDINAL CLASH TOMORROW AND THE NEXT DAY AND IT PROBABLY WON'T BE RECORDED AND I WANT TO SEE MY KIDDOS KICKING ASS AND TAKING TEACHERS' NAMES. *LLAMA FACE*
She's The Blade, Sugarcult

homework, procrastination, tiny font is tiny, random allusions

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