For the past few hours, I've been doing everything to push off doing things that are actually of importance. So this is what real procrastination is. See, I'm procrastinating right now.

Anyway, next week's poetry assignment is to write a sonnet. I think we all know how that's going to go; I am terrible at rhymes and strict rules, especially when it comes to writing. Haha!

I have a math exam this week and a few other important notable things, but I can't recall what they are. I feel a little screwed.