procrastination: destructive on a sunday night
choosing to watch "Eternal sunshine of the spotless mind" was a bad choice as merely 20 minutes into the movie my friend and i were crying, and of course not because anything particularly sad was happening at that moment, but simply out of frustration, fear of growing old and wrinkled and never finding love, silmutaneously realizing the stupidity of worrying about this domesticated silliness, and then at the peak of our teary eyedness yelled to the heavens that we should have just studied.
but more recent news...bruuuuuuuutal sociology test yesterday, bought a new ringtone solely to distract my thoughts from reanswering the questions in my head and to avoid being deskbound again in starting to study, but now as i am not used to it i start and occasionally scream in shock everytime my phone rings.
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