*This title is meant to mislead you into thinking that this post with be exciting...it's not*

This weekend has made me feel like the idiot of all idiots.
5 days off school.
3 assignments and an exam to study for.
Five days later.....work completed 0%
I feel sick.

All i did was watch things and write things, and feel like school was already over and i didn't need to do a thing. I cried, i laughed, i wished. All this work piling up in the back of my head. I am condemned to be inside this body filled to the brim with laziness and excuses, and i hate it. I am Pathetic.
Now it is 6:17 pm on this Wednesday night. My five days are up, and i was supposed to have a draft done for Chemistry, something which i haven't even looked at, and was supposed to be ready for my biology test tomorrow. And that is the LEAST of the work i had wanted to complete.
I guess i just get to distracted, even now as i type this...i am debating in my head whether to do something now or wait until after dinner. There is also this piece of something stuck behind the 'F' key on my laptop it is really annoying me. Wait just got it out.
...Anyway. Knowing me i will wait till after dinner, then i will study...or as long as it takes. I will Punish myself with doing this study, because i need to teach myself a lesson. I don't think there is a chance for my to get chemistry done, but maybe i will talk to my teacher and be able to Email it in on Friday night, cause i have to work tomorrow night. Then i will take my Ancient history stuff to The 40 hour famine lock-in, and work on it there, same with my maths assignment.
Then tonight after i have studied to my limit, i will pray, and pray hard, and God will help me knock some sense into myself and stop me from being such a lazy-bum. Then maybe my life will fall into place.

I am in grade 12, i want an Op of 8 at least, i need to stop trying to escape to a different world, where i don't have to go to school....i  have to stop trying to run away from my problems. I could come up with an excuse here and say that my brain is 'Wired for the more exciting' and that my life isn't exciting, that i jsut wish i could run away from it all, run away into one of my stories. If you were me, would you want to run as well?
But you know....maybe if i pulled myself together...then i would have an exciting life.

You know what this whole time i have pictured my writing this in some emotional voice, with dramatic music playing in the back ground, and a sad but amused look on my face. .....great.