Why Can't I Write This Stupid Essay?
- I'm too busy yelling at Ernesto for trying to throw away all my precious memories that are stacked on the coffee table
- IT IS SO HOT EVERYWHERE AAAAAHHH
- Daydreams about eating Krispy Kremes keep coming into my brain unannounced
- Everytime I start to type "Furthermore," I automatically start saying "And furthermore Susan..." in a really indignant voice
- Anne Marker (whoever that is) keeps putting beautiful things on Pinterest that make me swoon.
- Each time I catch a glimpse of myself typing, I get distracted at how cool my nails look now that Ernesto painted them. YOU DA BEST, ERNEST.
- I'm negotiating this inner battle over whether or not it's okay to eat yet another box of Peep bunnies. My body's saying "Let's go," but my heart is saying "No."
- ^ what the heck ITUNES, I've definitely had "Genie in a Bottle" in my music library since 2004. Where did you put my song?? Even my things lose my things.
- It's senior spring term and literally all I care about is using my birthday coupon for Supercuts. After that's over with, I'll probably sit on the grass drinking Coke Zero until graduation.
- Speaking of sitting on the grass, who's playing at Spring Concert this year? Obviously I can't write this paper until I know all of the obscure bands that I'm not acquainted with enough to be able to sing along to (last year RJD2 came but well how do you sing along to "Ghostwriter"? You can't.) (still though.. RJD2!)
