Library

I'm going to write until I find the motivation I need to do my homework, or until I find the motivation to do something other than write. The sound of Hands in my ears isn't really helping the situation, its just making me want to head bang or stomp around the library or lay on my bed and watch my ceiling fan go around in monotonous circles like riley use to do or sit on a dirt and grass covered floor and watch the band live or switch to something thats a little less distracting like explosions in the sky.

This mountain dew is good, except I was a little taken back when Jill handed it to me and and there were coffee grounds on top of it. I had to be sure to wipe off all of the coffee grounds before I opened the pop so that none of them would fall into my drink and ruin the flavor, not that the flavor isn't already ruined by the artificial flavoring and Erythorbic Acid.

The top of my head has never itched so much in my life, probably because I haven't used axe shampoo for five months straight any other time in my life. I need to buy some head and shoulders or Selsun Blue because I sometimes find myself scratching my scalp in a class and watching the white flakes of skin fall onto my black corduroys until they look grey.

Nora is doing such a good job working on her homework and doing what she needs to do to get all of it done. Why can't I have that kind of motivation? She is going above and beyond by reading articles that she doesn't even need to read in order to gather information about Wes Anderson and she is getting smarter by the second and I am sitting here writing on my blogspot complaining that I don't have the will power to work on anything that will bring me up in this world. Where's my will power? Where's the drive thats going to get me places? What part of my mind do I need to turn on in order for me to do what I need to do rather than do the things I feel like doing more? You're making me look bad Nora. I blame you for making me feel guilty about not doing homework and I blame you for allowing me to keep writing this pointless and time consuming blog.

Alright. Ugh.