Procrastination is an Art Form

Procrastination is nasty habit children these days have and I despise anyone that practices it.

APRIL FOOLS!!

Whoever said procrastination is bad.. or non-productive.. or a waste of time was completely right I'll give them that. But, they're just jealous they can't do it as well as us masters of the craft.

So why write about procrastination? Why else then to procrastinate. I'm currently procrastinating my Social Studies outline (6 pages kill me) and my outline for science (HAHA).

Also, trying to de-configure that thing I call a night stand cause currently it has:

2 little note pads

The First Lord of the Rings

My Radio/Alarm Clock

Harry Potter 6

Calvin and Hobbes

My brother's yearbook.

2 Twilight books

And possibly some Mark Twain..

all laying on top of it plus my lamp.

That mammoth pile of books is precariously reaching the point of being higher than my lamp. Why all this stuff cause well I'm a reader (SHOCKER I KNOW) and I read at night it puts me in a happy place but, often finishing a book means placing on the night-stand, because well I'm very comfy and tired at this point and don't feel like replacing it on my book shelf. Oh and why 2 note pads.. cause the blue one was hidden under some stuff and I forgot it was there so I got the green one.

Did i mention about 9 pens and various objects from god knows when are hidden in the   drawers?

Also I tried sorting through the 4 drawers of my desk some weeks back and successfully got through about 2.. and then i got to the looks like 2 buts really 1 drawer hiding everything from my kindergarten photo, my 6Th grade schedule and, my 7Th grade Oklahoma script (2 lines) Let me tell you this was a rather nostalgic day for me. I eventually ended my quest.. probably to go get some Starbucks. That sounds nice.. Sorry, where was I? Right. so now that mammoth drawer is sitting on my trunk underneath a mountain of clothing.

I'm very organized, as you can tell.

I also wanted to hang up my nifty cork board so I can pin some stuff up and random knick knacks and also some what not. That way I can actually finish some writing or at least start some. But.. that is for another post.

(And by the way this isn't the desk I type at this one is in my basement along with less stuff then that on my nightstand.. ironically enough and this desk is more of a long table. MY desk sits in my room since.. forever and then some. But i can write nicely there cause I have my bed and 3 windows (I enjoy daydreaming) also the little padded thing is awesome to doodle on.)

I think my I.M. (inner monologue) is done for today and I guess I need to start my homework..

KCTW

P.S. If you could watch me write these you'd be in hysterics cause I was dancing to Panic at the Disco, Miley Cyrus, and the song Killa. I'm soooo cool..