before i start my random ramblings, if you are under fifteen or over fifty (and related to me, yes parents and extended relatives, being my aunts and grandma) then please avert your eyes, cease reading and go back to playing with lego or knitting (or other such age appropriate activity). as i was saying ... procrastination is like masturbation. in the end, your just screwing yourself. which means, that at this exact moment in time i am screwing myself good and proper. to explain, i have an exam tomorrow that is worth 80% of a final grade. and i say fuuuuuuck it.
i've spent the last two days buried under a mountain of textbooks. i'm pretty sure i accidentally ate a post-it note before (mistaken for an Allen's lolly) , i've gone overboard with highlighting and can see yellow fluorescent dots on everything, i've had soooo much coffee that my bladder is the acting like a spastic colon.
i am a 'glass-half-full' kind of girl, so here is the silver lining to all my pain and suffering. procrastination brought me here, to blogspot. now when you read the title to this blog, i implore you (please) to sing it. sing it to the guy sebastian australian idol winning song .... "if you could see what i see, your the answers to my prayers, and if you could feel the tenderness i feel, you would know, it would be clear, that angels brought me here." oh blogspot, such tenderness for you.
so i am not going to lie to you blogspot, i have this fantasy you and i are going to partake in some hot, hot times. i will fill you with random ramblings, i will flock to your pages to share my thoughts and together we will be happy. masturbating our days away. procrastinating. i meant procrastinating. let the love affair begin x
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