Showing posts with label procrastination. Show all posts
Showing posts with label procrastination. Show all posts

Sunday, January 24, 2010

For a short while

The more everyone is beginning to talk about prom, the more nervous I get. I feel pressured to have an actual date (who is male and not my bffs) but, as it happens, I tend to push away all male attention and therefore come up short for a date. Not that I should even be worrying about it now, but Mel is planning it out like it's her wedding day, and I just was never aware that prom was supposed to be like that at all.

Friday, April 24, 2009

Things I have to do today before Dad picks me up:
  • Laundry
  • Cat box
  • Clean the bathrooms
  • Fridgerate beers
  • Sweep the kitchen
  • Pack
  • English project
  • French project
  • Algebra homework
  • Shower
  • Take pills

What have I done so far?

  • Printed out 50 pages worth of fanfiction
  • Ate breakfast
  • Watched HGTV for 4 hours

It's at these times when I really fucking hate myself.

Saturday, April 11, 2009

Sleep

Lately I've had no desire to eat as much junk food as I would usually on any given week. For two weeks now, I've bought nothing but fruit, water and health bars. Just thinking about all of the sugar and fats that I normally consume makes me lose my appetite. I realized this when a few minutes ago my dad offered me potato chips, and I declined, and then he suggested grapes, which I went insane over.

Now I am going to continue to procrastinate on the seven-page research paper that is due on Monday.

Thursday, March 5, 2009

This rotten game we play


I am on paragraph number two of my five paragraph essay for English, due tomorrow. Yay procrastination! I hope that by next year, I will have mastered the skill of completing assignments on time. I am writing this from my mother's laptop, making me wish I had my own back. My laptop has been broken for at least three years. The laptop I'm currently on also makes me want Vista, a little. :(

I've also run into an unusual amount of people while out and about this week. Of course, I didn't talk to them (this is New England), but I did explain my connection to them to my aunt. I've also been noticing the amount of times my airway has been blocked in any given week. It's getting a bit ridiculous.