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Maybe it's because homework is such a joke. Or maybe it's because I'm such a huge procrastinator that I can't get any work done until the extreme last minute. Or maybe it's thirty other lame excuses I can come up with that make completely no sense at all. But unfortunately I'm sitting here in front of my essay trying to find other things to do, while the weather outside looks like a fucking tornado or something. I should really get my priorities in order. Pffftt.
Unfortunately, I'm a terrible person. So unlike the various goody-goodies who probably finished this essay days ago, I'm sitting here day dreaming about a certain someone who shall not be named. Okay, it's not Voldemort or anything! I'm not a complete fuck up. I mean what idiotic teacher assigns something like "describe the most beautiful place you've ever been"? Uhm, obviously I'm going to sit here thinking of hot guys or something. Let's be realistic. However, the or something is a little bit closer to what I'm actually thinking about. Which to be completely honest is a shame, considering even my dad pointed out to me recently about how I haven't had a boyfriend in forever. My. Life. Is. A. Joke.
So, instead of sitting here thinking about how amazing some gorgeous guy's eye's are, I'm thinking about food. You heard me right, food. Realistically I could easily go get myself a sandwich, it would be extremely easy, it's not to far of a walk either. A nice salami sandwich, simple but tastey. But I know I need to get this essay done, but I'm not. And it's a shame, it really is.
Oh look, now it's hailing! OMG! I'm so not cool.
