...or finishing some school project that I left until the night before it's due to work on. However, blogging seems like a much better use of my time. At least I'm not stalking people on facebook (that was the alternative to blogging). I never really understand why I put stuff off till the last minute. I seriously cannot start something until it's almost due. It's like I cannot function without the pressure of knowing I HAVE to get it done. And every time I say to myself, "next time I'll do better and be on top of things." But of course that doesn't happen. It's like after a terrible night of drinking and you swear off alcohol. Never really happens, but it feels good to say it at the time. I guess I don't change because I really don't have a problem with staying up all night once a month. Otherwise I really would change. Also kind of like how I'll complain about wanting to lose weight but never really take any measures to do so. When it comes down to it, if I REALLY wanted to change, I would. But the fact is, the effort to change is not worth it to me, so like so many other lame people, I merely complain about my current situation and pretend to want to do something about it. ASIDE: For those grammar freaks reading, I apologize for the choppy and incomplete sentences and most likely incorrect punctuation usage, but it's late, and I don't care right now (although I'm sure that if I read this over tomorrow I will want to shoot myself).
Completely unrelated but something I feel the need to discuss: gchat etiquette. Particularly the use of the "busy" sign. Some people have it up almost all the time, and yet, sometimes, (lots of unnecessary commas there but not changing them) that person will start chatting with me. WTF? It says you are busy. Stop confusing me. Can I chat with you or not? Because if I can chat with you even though your status says you are busy, then what happens when you actually ARE busy and I start trying to shoot the shit with you? It totally defeats the purpose of the system.
Wow. Feels good to get that off my chest. Well I suppose I should get back to pretending to care about school.
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