How do these things even get in my pocket...

I just opened the washing machine after washing a load of jeans. In the bottom of the machine I found 51 cents in change, a green lighter (still works), and a bouncy ball. One, I don't smoke. Two, where did the bouncy ball come from? I'm sure neither of these things were in the machine when I put the load in, because I checked to make sure there was no spare change from my roommate's laundry. I have no idea what to make of this little incident; I might have to hire a detective.

procrastination station

Well, I managed to sit on the couch watching television for almost 4 hours with my roommates. I had my spanish book and notebook open on my lap, pencil in hand, for the entire time. Do you think I actually wrote anything down? Nope. Nothing. So here I am, ready to go to bed, but I have to finish the homework. 

I tell myself I'll finish it in the morning, but I know I'm just a liar and it won't actually happen. This internal dialogue going on is like a kid convincing his mom he can go play video games because he'll do his homework in the morning, because that's when he's the "smartest". That is exactly the situation that's happening in my head. Except I'm a college student, so video games are replaced with sleep, sometimes in excessive amounts.

Why do I do this to myself? I need to learn self discipline. This whole procrastination thing isn't working out for me. And I just realized I am procrastinating this very moment. I should fix that.

I'm hanging on my every word

I've added one more word to my spanish paper in the last 5 hours. That word is "and." Well actually it's "y" but that means "and" in spanish. What will I write next? This is so suspenseful, I'm hanging on my every word. Maybe the next word will be "the." I can't wait to find out! This is the most exciting thing that's happened to me all day.

That's a lie. The most exciting thing that's happened all day was the slight collision of a skateboarder trying to show off and a biker who was just pedaling along minding his own business. I laughed out loud as I walked down the street to the bus stop. Unfortunately this collision was off in the distance so the people near me couldn't see it, and probably thought I was just some lunatic laughing at her own thoughts...which I do from time to time.

Enough random stories, I need to finish this darn paper. I'll be back in a WHEEL. (not the best pun I've made, but work with me here)

first post

Well, instead of finishing my spanish paper, I decided to create a blog. But now I can't think of anything to write about, so I guess I'll go back to the paper. I'll be back! And hopefully when I am I'll have completed this pointless essay.

Peace,

Danielle