The Third Week

Day 12 of the rest of the year.

I must have achieved yet another level of procrastination today. I was majorly procrastinating today. I'm typing this at 8:40 PM. It's seems kinda late to me, since I usually start at 7:00 PM.

 

I need to get a new, better picture of myself. In my most recent picture, I look like terrible shit with squinted eyes and a black, splotchy, discolored face being awkward. 

And my glasses looked horrible. *BLECH*

I SERIOUSLY have to do my biology homework. *WHY do I do this to myself?*

I wish someone (SHWETHA) called someone (ME) and encouraged them to complete their homework. 

(OR THAT SOMEONE IS GONNA BE IN THE MUD.)

TOPIC TIME!

Unsolved equations:

Who DAFUQ CARES? 

"Let thy unsolved equations BE unsolved" was how the saying went.

PISH.

Hiring someone to mow your lawn:

We don't have a lawn. As a matter of fact, we don't even have a backyard, or a frontyard, or  whatever you call it. I live in an apartment.

To me it just seems like a scene from Call Me Maybe.

Your favorite circle of friends:

MY CIRCLE OF FRIENDS!

Deleting spam mail from your email:

With one click of a button, it's gone. End of story.

FINAL TOPIC!

The worst way to die:

There is NO worst way. All ways are just the same, only the technique is different, and no matter how different it is, you're still gonna reach that ONE destination: Your Death.

LOL. (Nuh-uh. It was actually intense.)

Well, topic session OVER!

I should probably start completing some crap I'm forced to do.

Whatever.

-Sam Frank.