Pocrastination Nation

I fail at sitting down at the jeering desk. Instead I plop onto my bed in a feverous search for Louis Rayes on Facebook. I need to do my history homework so I can prove i am smart and determinated to pass in a honors class. Three of my classes are absolutely wonderful but my fourth class is horrendous. I dread walking down the long hallway to get to Mr. Cardinle's class. I'm hoping to go to guidance to switch it. Oh yes, lunch is splendid. I stroll with Desiree and Dannie P. Yes, that is all.