when the world discovers your little secret... you're really not that strong.
iTunes is spinning: motion city soundtrack -"make out kids"
so remember how i always talk about how huge of a slacker i am, and how i've mastered the 'art' of procrastination, on top of my bad bad bad knack to leave doing assignments and studying for tests until the last possible minute (ie. the night before) and how i'll need something drastic to snap me out of my hole. well, it's happened, for the first time in my academic career, i entirely fried bombed got bitchslapped to mars and back five times and then kicked in the gut some more, in simpler terms, did really really bad on my last midterm. eeeks. but somehow, as i sit here ten after ten pm, i've managed to sit in the sun tanning my sun worshipping body, even cleaned the room, swept up some abbycats fur, made a real dinner AND even went to the lcbo...and now continuing to procrastinate some mores. i think that the internet is my best friend but at the same time my worst enemy, i could stare at the blank screen or surf and surf and surf until i found something remotely interested to oogle at or i've even succumbed to googling for lindsey lohan's latest weight loss update or angelina jolie's new rock on the finger that's not even her wedding finger!!! hotdamn juicy gossip, why must you be so alluring at times of boring textbook reading...
so on friday we're going to be celebrating the kristin greenie's twenty third... ahh i mean seventeeth birfday bash!!! forever young baby. heh. it should be a fun night. it's my only day off i chose, between now and next thursday when i'll officially be done this portion of summer school. and no procrastination doesn't count as days or hours off. it's part of the whole studying process. yes a lot of learning goes on. or at least i lead myself to believe that, that's my story and i'm sticking to it!!!
so there's only a week and a bit left before my bradley takes off for his whole eurotrip with the boys (absinthe and amsterdam and all)
and i thinks i may need to find my a temp boyf in the meantime. i mean me and the libido will get lonely without any snuggles and cuddles and pillowtalking. heh. i wonder if brad pitt is up for the job? maybe i'll send him an application tomorrow...
it's now ten seventeen pm: and jenny's dooobeeedooobeeedooobeeedooooo going crazy.
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