Procrastination

Perhaps my greatest skill.


Bonj!

I had a major high earlier; for no apparent reason, I was just skipping around all happy and not long after, I was exhauuusted.

I have a stupid bruise on my hand; a stupid swollen bite on my wrist, and a swollen face from the thing on my nose that could be another bite.


I can't be bothered anymore; I really can't.
I have no motivation. I have an essay due in first lesson tomorrow which I haven't looked at.
Why did Mussolini become prime minister in 1922?
Gee golly jeepers, I don't know. Was it the damned pixies again? Or chlorophyll? That was my favourite answer back in biology days.
I'm so itching to crack out my sarcastic, "I really don't give a crap" answers; but as one of the two year 13s in a year 12 class... where the year 12s are terrifying... I don't think I have the cojones. They wouldn't get my humour. People rarely do :)


I have a couple of stuuuupid girls trying to bother me but I don't care :) Maybe I can sabotage their first aid assessment tomorrow.
How do you do the recovery position again? :/


Arh,
Au revoiiir.

Scarlett.