The Procrastination Demons took my penmanship and ran away with the spork

[thedarksiren2]

I forgot to write a critique for keyboard class.

At least, until tonight.

When is it due?

8:30 A-fucking-M.

:::visions of A and M doing it...*snickers!*:::

yes, tomorrow.

God I am a nimrod sometimes. It's like I have this mental block or something for this class, and I really don't know why. Well, I guess I kinda do, but it's stupid.

Worst part in all of this - it's a total bullshit paper. TOTAL bullshit. I wrote a story/critique, tried to make it interesting. But see, I am not interested in writing right now. Not this, anyway. I have dreams to record, and visions to share, and other creatures are stirring, hunting down all the sleepy mice tucked away in the cozy walls of Cleveland Suburbia!

Hmmm...crunchy!

...that'd be my brain, BTW.~8/

I just want to get all this shite over with already. I want to sleep till noon again, get ten hours instead of five a night. THAT would be wonderful.

%$#%&$#FLANGE!*&^%&$*#

and people ask me how I stay so focused...I have not a clue.

Comments

[lemming-radio.livejournal.com]

Whenever I get stuck with writing some hogwash "critique" for a class that screams "there's nothing to critique", I usually end up writing whatever bullshit I can, and then filling in the holes by subtley insulting my professor and his profession, and then see if he notices.