Okay.
After sitting here all day it is time to consider what I have accomplished.
I have been "working" on this thesis since 7:45
(I hit the snooze button a few times).
I have not run.
I have not molded my gluts.
unless you count widening them by consuming large amounts of ice cream as "molding".
Now I have a stomach ache.
This blog is about me setting out as an adult.
An adult who eats chocolate and chats on MSN in order to avoid completing the last assignment of his undergraduate career.
GPR. EMPLOYMENT. LATIN HONORS. EXPECTATIONS. GOALS.
Senseless words. Execrable garble.
I would literally prefer to shuffle around my parents' house in a bathroom until they throw me out.
I then spend the rest of my pathetic days guarding my hoard of cardboard and sponge bathing in the public library.
Who says I don't have a plan?
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You're funny.
ReplyDeleteExcept for the part where YOU CHANGE BLOGS EVERY FIVE MINUTES. I know, I'm cyber-yelling. I'm sorry. But I love you, and I think you have a problem.
It would be weird to keep writing on the Brazil one. Besides. I like this one better already.
ReplyDeleteI have more latitude :-)
and it's got a giant Babar in the header.