I am not procrastinating.

I am blogging. There is a huge difference between these two tasks, I assure you. Please believe me when I say I am not putting off all the work I owe. I am absolutely 100% certain I am blogging because I feel need to for the good of the people who are reading this blog which means you. Actually, since the my first post, I have completed the entire list except the term papers.

Anyways, I am going to try to keep this one short tonight, considering the lengthy son of a bitch I laid out for you last night. Hopefully you will not begrudge me for this self-imposed half-assery.

I always do this thing, this procrastination. I guess it is intrinsically human, I do not know many people who do procrastinate. Pushing assignments off and off is quickly spiraling out of control for me, though. Tonight, I am going to attempt to do the majority of the French work I owe. It will be a long, arduous task--but hey, I have to do it sometime, right? I also have a quiz tomorrow in French, ugh, that will not be a pleasant class.

I am hopeful, though. Next semester I have four hours of class in a row on Monday, Wednesday, and Friday. However, my day does not begin until 1:15 P.M., and on Fridays, I only have fifty minutes of class. (My first class) I am sure this is all wildly interesting to you. On Tuesday and Thursday I only have one class as well, from 11:50 A.M. until 1:15 P.M. What I am trying to say is, I think I will have a lot of free time next semester despite having taking more credits. Coursework notwithstanding, of course.

Anyways, what was I saying? Oh yeah, next year. I'm not going to London after all, but hey, that's whatever. I can do that next year. If I play my cards right, I can be in Paris next summer and London in the fall. With any luck, I will also be living in a single dorm, but one of those single rooms attached to a common room, with a friend of mine and his two freshmen buddies. I have never met these two freshmen, but whatever.

This sort of stuff is boring and really tripe, so let me spare you anything further. Suffice to say I am boring, and am a procrastinator.

Now, to start writing French papers, oh boy. Writing in a language that is not your native tongue is very annoying. I am fairly certain they are riddled with anglicisms, but what can you do?