Procrastination is an artform that I am near to perfecting. My SAT prep teacher assigned us vocabulary notecards to do two weeks ago and are due today. If I had done two or three each night I would have been golden, however it did not work that way. I put everything off until last night. Then, after taking longer than I thought homework should ever take, I went to bed. Only to wake up tired again this morning. Sometimes it feels like sleep doesn't do anything except pass the time.

On to a more happy(non-school related) note, I have breakfast with Brent tomorrow so I am excited about that. But right now I have a case of the mondays.