so there's this girl i know, right? and she has had a whole week off uni in which to write an english essay that's due on tuesday. so, you say? that's like 400 days away. and whatever happened to doing english essays the night before? i mean, that's pretty common, right?
well yes.
but.
this girl i know, she's going away tomorrow to have a brilliant long weekend away with tents full of awesome people and a line-up of awesome bands. so, you say? whatever happened to doing english essays the night before?
well yes, that's pretty common.
but.
this weekend will involve hours of sugar-fuelled skanking (possibly in a mini-skirt, even though it's freezing) combined with a distinct lack of sleep.

oh.
so this girl i know, who is actually me, still has half a volume of mary shelley's frankenstein to finish reading before she/i can even consider writing said essay.
which means she/i will begin writing the night before it's due.
which, as we've covered, isn't that unusual an occurrence. except this time she/i will sit down on monday night having had, ooh, about ten hours sleep over the last three nights. if she's lucky. i mean, if i'm lucky. whatever.

the point is i'm a loser and this week has been one of the least productive of my life because i am a lazy somethingorother.
but i still can't focus on the last few chapters of frankenstein coz i'm too excited about the weekend.