I am the most apathetic person in the whole world. I have a paper about a paper due tomorrow. I still don't really officially have a topic. I.e. I haven't even kind of started to do things. I'm going to die. I have a programming midterm this week. I don't know how to program. I have a quiz. I don't know how to read. I have another quiz. I still don't know how to read. And I just don wanna. I'm going to fail. There's nothing for it. I should just get married, pregnant, and drop out. Quick, find me an engineer! Oh wait, they're everywhere. There are even a few I've been dating. Well that makes this easier. Who needs an education? Who needs to do all this work? I'm going to drop out, sit on my donkey, watch tv, eat milk duds, and expect someone else to provide for me. Because I'm entitled to it. Oh wait, no. Dang. I guess instead I'll just spew on this blog, buckle down, and hit this thing. Carefully, and with much thought, of course. Though I may still eat some milk duds.... Shhh.... At least I look good, because I put on clothes in an attempt to make myself feel like I was doing things. I like water. It's delicious. Wish me luck, here I go!
Shooom! (that was the sound effect of beginning to get to this paper thing, as well as managing my time well enough to not fail my quizzes and midterm).
