Unproductive=key to success
Ok, so the past 7 and a half hours have been a complete waste of valuable study time. Me and my friend Tonia… aka Tone, came to the library at like 3. We both (had) massive amounts of work to do. Tone did a shit load, while I pretty much creeped all of Canada. Not lying. Sad, but true. You know when you just can’t work? Like, I think I have a problem. I have my mind set on actually getting stuff done, but when it comes down to it, it never happens. EVER. I mean, I just strive under pressure, that’s all! Seriously… Everyone this year has started their assignments early, gone for extra help, and have just gone out of their fucking way to do amazing. Me? I do it last minute, and still do good. I’m not tooting my horn or anything, but it’s just how some people operate right? I did this throughout highschool, got through that, and now, i’m continuing the trend in uni. Not good, but ok enough for now. My ass probably has lumps on it right now. I’ve been sitting for 6 hours straight.. ok ok.. i’ve had a few smoke breaks. I love Tone though… we can go out for a smoke, talk about shit, kick back and call it Meredith. Favorite part of the night: Tone’s looking at her computer. She’s on msn
Tonia: type type type
Julian: creep creep creep…
Tonia: “Nooooo, silly!”
Julian: What the fuck Tonia, who are you talking to?
Tonia: The computer
HAHAHAHAAH
It was one of those things where you had to be there to understand.. It was funny as shit though.
Anyways, me and her are going to make a guide (_____, no pun intended)
It’s going to be funny. She says the stupidest/funniest shit. For example, “I’d only trust as far as I can throw him” or… “The best way to get over a man is to get underneath another”… or (my personal favorite) “It’s gonna get worse before it gets better!”
Shit, it’s gonna be crazy.
…Anyways, I think I told about half the world about a text message I got today.. can’t really say it here… maybe soon enough I can.. if it comes true.. but anyways, it’s part of the reason why I can’t get shit done.
When you’re in love, it’s all you think about, you know? That person. For example, since October 26 2007, I have liked the same person. The same fucking person, and nothing has/ever will happen(ed). It really sucks.
I have to work tomorrow…4-10:30…. Starbucks WHC (the fucking bomb)
Anyways, this would be longer, but wouldn’t that be emabressing… I mean… writing everything that I didn’t do/should have done today? Pathetic…
Until next tomorrow..
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