Midnight

It's not that I intentionally stay up this late. It just happens.

I come home from school, and like the majority of normal people in the world I am in no way filled with a burning desire to do my homework. In fact it's quite the opposite.

And so I sit and stare at my computer screen, log into facebook, get up and get myself a cold one (calm down you, I'm just talking about a Dr. Pepper!) and then go sit back down, log out of facebook, jam to some tunes, get up again, dance around in the hallway, make fun of Ashley... you know the usual. And suddenly before I even know it, it's like 11 o' clock! Then I crack down and start getting serious about all the homework business and right as I open up my assignment I look out the window and what do I see?

Not popcorn popping on the apricot tree.

But a handsome man. Then said man must of course be discussed with my fellow females.

Then it's like 11:34 and I have no idea what happened with my life.

So once again I find myself at the kitchen table, 12:10pm, and the blinds have been shut for good measure. I can't have any more handsome men or other crazy events outside distracting me. Honestly I am so focused right now that the building could start on fire and I would persist with my homework! After using the convenient fire extinguisher one foot behind me.

Really. Procrastination is a serious problem you guys. Someone should really do something about it.