Mush! MUSH I SAY!

So here I sit. On spring brake. Finally having time to my self. Finally able to do this homeowork. But I'm not. And I won't. Because I can't.

Thats proably why I sign up for everything, because I know that if I don't, I'll have opratunities like this one to get stuff done, and I'll be lazy. And I hate being lazy, so I beat myself up about it. I'm tired of doing that.

The easy answer? START WORKING! Which is pretty dumb, I've been working all after noon, I think I got about 12 essays done, but now, when I'm so close to finishing, I just can't get with it. This is quite stupid of me, and I'm really mad at my self about it. But I guess I'm not mad enough, if I were then I wouldn't be on here would I?

And to top it all of, I can feel it coming back. That anoying sense of depression that finds me oh so often. I'll egnore it for a good long while, only to have it spring upon me at a really bad time. Oh how I enjoy being a teenager.

GOTTA DO THE FREAKIN PROJECT! *hits her head*

Thing of the day************************************

softbalchick181 : I'm so sick of being lazy.
kaseylou09 : yeah
kaseylou09 : you should do something about that
kaseylou09 :
softbalchick181 : Can't too lazy to.

*Yeah I know, even the thing of the daysucks*

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