a case of the lazies.

I'd rather be here....

or a love letter to mr. bruno mars

or "good intentions".

whatever title you'd like to use. 

Ever since the removal of the wisdom from my mouth I have had two things happen.

1. I can't handle Duwayne. 

2. I just don't feel like doing anything. 

The Duwayne problem has gone down a lot, thank goodness. We are back on being-friends-terms. However the total lack of wanting to do anything school/work/productive related has all but flown out the window. 

And here's the problem. 

I HAVE SO MUCH TO DO. 

I mean, besides the whole missing school and feeling out of it for a few days, I have presentations and essays and a project and  emails and check lists of things to do. Not to mention I am trying to avoid the whole "work" thing lately. 

I felt almost productive yesterday people. almost. I finished a few emails I've been meaning to send for days now, kind of cleaned my room, attempted the science homework and watched the entire 5 hour Kardashian Wedding special. (I'm still debating on whether it was worth it or not). 

So I'm feeling all good about checking off things on my to-do list when Mr. Reality calls and gives me a whole lot more to add to the never-ending list. Okay it was my dad, not reality. But seriously dad? Way to be a buzz kill. 

In other news, I have a hell of a lot of homework, 4 hours of work, a half marathon in 2 weeks and a bleeding right bottom gum. 

HERE'S TO COLLEGE. 

mad

p.s. sometimes I swear. . . . . . . Not sorry about it.