Look at the shape I'm in, talking to the walls again

- Finger Eleven

You're probably wondering why I keep changing the layout and template of my blog. Truth is, I get bored of that kind of stuff really easily. I'm also a really bad procrastinator. In fact, if my room were any bigger, I'd rearranging it instead of typing this. But for the sake of my many many millions of tonnes of faithful readers (AKA Gina), I guess I should keep writing here.

Not sure why you keep reading, I don't write much of value. Usually I write because I'm bored, not even because I have something on my mind. And the reason I don't have something on my mind right now is because there's not space at the moment for free thought. It's too cluttered with things that I have to do and things I will have to do. I illuminated the no on my vacancy sign and put Mary and Joseph in the stable long before this school year even started. And yet... here we are.

Procrastination; it's an art, somewhat like writing, dancing, singing or painting. Only it takes a lot less perseverance and a lot more practice. (It requires practice because it's easy to procrastinate on one thing by accomplishing another, which is both counter-productive and productive, depending on how you look at it.) If I ever had to write a thesis on any topic in the world, I'd probably end up writing about the various forms of procrastination and its effects on the average university student. I could just write an article for the Cord, but then I'd go to edit on Tuesday and not like any of it and end up rewriting the whole thing before the paper got published.

Now listen, I wouldn't have to procrastinate if I didn't have things to do... Wait, let's rephrase that. If there wasn't so much to do, to think about, to have figured out, to accomplish before I go to bed at 2am, there wouldn't be such a need for procrastination. And it's not just me, I know this. Today's society is just so driven toward accomplishing something, getting goals, making money, moving moving moving forward at such a high velocity that if you stand still for just a moment you're likely to get run over. If everyone just stopped for a day and went shopping then at least that'd be a way of slowing down (and getting the economy flowing.)

Hopefully not everyone will go shopping the same day. Then some people might actually get run over.

Look at the state I'm in, bent and broken is all I've been.