let's laugh a latté
6.1.10
Procrastination is the art of keeping up with yesterday.This is what I've been telling myself the whole time as I continued to push my project proposal for Hamlet hour after hour until I found that it wasn't even due tomorrow! And that, my friends, is why I trust my brain's first instinct so much. Although, sometimes my brain's first instinct is quite impulsive, like when I received my test score of 54/65 on my Hamlet test and had the urge to use the test paper's fine edges to give in-between finger paper cuts to everyone who scored higher. Maybe those aren't such great ideas.
BUT! On a note of greater appeal, I had quite the relaxing day after school (besides the very, very unconscious worry of my procrastination). I plopped my bag onto my bed, changed into my bright pink PJs and literally glued myself to my laptop. Literally. I was eating a doughnut and I slid my chocolate covered finger across the mousepad thingy...and then I found a hair buried in it :( But I've basically been browsing at things I can never buy online, tumbling and twitting away for hours on end. And it felt fucking great. Too bad I have to actually start trying in a matter of days when homework starts to pile up to it's normal height...
BUUUUTTT! I do look forward to your nightly calls :) They make me smile a latté!!! Right when I think I won't be hearing your Owl City voice until the next day, you always sort of surprise me...besides the fact that you do call daily so far.
ty 4 m8kn it e-sr! :D