wish is was sunday, cause that's my fun day.

cindi lauper, you've never failed to make me want to run my nails down a blackboard more than when your horrific songs get stuck in my head. and that's saying something, because normally, whenever i hear your screech i wish to never have been born while simultaneously cursing your existence. are you picking up what i'm putting down? never make music again.

you'd think i have a.d.d or something by how easily i can get distracted. it happens, i won't lie and tell you that i'm 100% focused even now. i can type, scroll through my ipod, hear the rustling of the leaves outside my window, curse myself for how little activity i did today all while putting the pieces of my short story together in my head.
what do you mean focus? what was i doing here again?

another weekend comes to a fairly uneventful close and i'm starting to get the feeling i should get another job. only because i hate having so much down time filled with nothing. i hate taking naps just to break up the monotony of life. i don't know who in their right mind would ever retire. cabin fever much?! i'd go bonkers! i can barely handle a day that stretches infinitely after noon (or whenever i decide to stop sleeping) let alone the remainder of my life. i'd need a hobby. or better yet, several. maybe a part-time job?

granted, i do have a critical book analysis due on friday for a book i've barely read 2 chapters in. i also have a paper proposal due 7 days after said critical analysis on a topic of my choosing. i managed to read a few sections of the chapter i promised myself i'd read. i had other things on my mind (monty python marathon on tv, the fact that i'm re-reading the twilight series [foooooolish move on my part], halloween & halloween costumes etc...). it's a tough life, i know. and to think i don't have to be in class until 4pm tomorrow! such a long day ahead of me, not enough fun stuff to keep me awake. i hate mid-afternoon naps almost as much as i hate infinite free time.

i know that when i'm so busy i can't sit for a moment without something in my hands i'll be begging for this free time again. just like when it snows i beg for hot hot heat and vice versa. you always want what you can't have.

all i can say, as positively as i can, is that halloween is 6 days away and i have yet to decide on a costume, my paper is due in 5 days and i haven't read the book and the end of my social life is in only 25 days.
start the slow walk to the gallows, kids...

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wish is was sunday, cause that's my fun day.

cindi lauper, you've never failed to make me want to run my nails down a blackboard more than when your horrific songs get stuck in my head. and that's saying something, because normally, whenever i hear your screech i wish to never have been born while simultaneously cursing your existence. are you picking up what i'm putting down? never make music again.

you'd think i have a.d.d or something by how easily i can get distracted. it happens, i won't lie and tell you that i'm 100% focused even now. i can type, scroll through my ipod, hear the rustling of the leaves outside my window, curse myself for how little activity i did today all while putting the pieces of my short story together in my head.
what do you mean focus? what was i doing here again?

another weekend comes to a fairly uneventful close and i'm starting to get the feeling i should get another job. only because i hate having so much down time filled with nothing. i hate taking naps just to break up the monotony of life. i don't know who in their right mind would ever retire. cabin fever much?! i'd go bonkers! i can barely handle a day that stretches infinitely after noon (or whenever i decide to stop sleeping) let alone the remainder of my life. i'd need a hobby. or better yet, several. maybe a part-time job?

granted, i do have a critical book analysis due on friday for a book i've barely read 2 chapters in. i also have a paper proposal due 7 days after said critical analysis on a topic of my choosing. i managed to read a few sections of the chapter i promised myself i'd read. i had other things on my mind (monty python marathon on tv, the fact that i'm re-reading the twilight series [foooooolish move on my part], halloween & halloween costumes etc...). it's a tough life, i know. and to think i don't have to be in class until 4pm tomorrow! such a long day ahead of me, not enough fun stuff to keep me awake. i hate mid-afternoon naps almost as much as i hate infinite free time.

i know that when i'm so busy i can't sit for a moment without something in my hands i'll be begging for this free time again. just like when it snows i beg for hot hot heat and vice versa. you always want what you can't have.

all i can say, as positively as i can, is that halloween is 6 days away and i have yet to decide on a costume, my paper is due in 5 days and i haven't read the book and the end of my social life is in only 25 days.
start the slow walk to the gallows, kids...