Sadly, Peanut Butter Does Not Cure Procrastination

Today is Sunday. I dislike this.

You know how you get that giddy feeling on Friday and you're all like, "OYAY THE WEEKEND'S HERE AND I HAVE SO MUCH TIME TO GET EVERYTHING DONE YAY LEISURE!" so you don't really do anything except for stay up late reading old Hyperbole and a Half posts?

And then Saturday comes and you've spent most of that doing fun having-a-life activities such as participating in zombified productions of Twelfth Night and playing the Hunger Games with your friends by poking them with sticks (both very fun endeavors) and then oh my grapefruit it's eleven but don't worry it's still only Saturday so you have time, right?

And you wake up at eleven on Sunday and eat a nice breakfast and think, "Oh, yay, I still have a whole day ahead of me and I'm happy!" So you spend the morning reading Hyperbole and a Half and devouring Lindor truffles and frozen yakisoba because your period gives you weird cravings and then you notice it's three in the afternoon and holy crap, you haven't gotten anything done yet?

... Well. Maybe that's just me.

So here I am, sitting at my laptop eating peanut butter and with none of my goals accomplished at all. It's usual weekend procedure, but that doesn't mean I never get an eensy bit disappointed about it. Even though the combined wonderfulness of Hyperbole and a Half and peanut butter is hard to top, that 'Yes! I was productive!' feeling sadly beats it.

To conclude: peanut butter does not cure procrastination, and Kal should really do her English work now (or at least write).

- Kal

Blurgh, Blargh, Blaaaah

Ohaidere.

*looks above* Another beautifully titled post. Lovely. But it really expresses my thoughts at the moment well ....

Let's start this fun rant!spiel off on Friday - that was the day we got our second semester schedules. After thorough inspection of my new schedule, I have discovered that I now am enrolled in third period home ec, fifth period tech ed, and my gym period has switched to seventh period. Basically, my schedule is all sorts of fucked up now (this may not seem like a big deal to you, but I'm a girl with a very unreasonable fear of change, and not to mention I already miss art and drama horribly.)

Now, on a slightly related note, the art department gave me a letter of recommendation to join the advanced art course next year - it's recommendation-only, and I'm already on the roster for that course for next year; in general, it sounds really fun and is pretty much a great opportunity. This, though, again totally messes up my plan for choosing courses next year. I was planning to take advanced drama and a foreign language (I hadn't decided which), so now I'm faced with the choice of taking art, Spanish, French, or Japanese. Garrr.

Also, while I was running after school, I realized that I have an irrational fear of my neighbors being rapists (I grow really, really unsettled whenever I see a person or car around in my neighborhood and I usually immediately jump to the conclusion that they are a rapist. I think The Lovely Bones is to blame for my paranoia.) Furthermore, I really wish my neighbor's dogs had an off button. They bark every.single.time that I run past them. I have been running past that spot for a few weeks now. I am not planning on harming them. So, to you stupid collies, please kindly refrain from barking bloody murder. From, Kal with love.

Oh yeah. I'm also saddled with two projects in two different subjects, a newspaper article to write, and several pages in my lab guide to finish this weekend - and at the same time, I have to be out visiting relatives for Chinese New Year most of the time. Yay, me.

Anyway, since this was mostly a whiny bitching post, I'd like to end it on a nicer note. Hope you guys all have a great remainder of your weekends, and happy late Chinese New Year. :)

~A very stressed and somewhat-pissed Kal

Blargh (aren't I eloquent?)

So. Today's Tuesday. I've had school off for nearly a week now, and I don't think I have anything to show for it. *sighs*


I've been trying to be productive for the past few days now, and I haven't really managed to do anything. I haven't written much for Gilded, my fanfic, nor have I succeeded in concluding the latest chapter of Veritas!Gossip Girl that I'm supposed to write, or worked on my newspaper article for school that's due this  coming Monday. Oh, yeah, and I should probably practice my piano more and work on memorizing my monologue (to be fair, it's on March 3rd, but it is long and I do have to memorize it ... great.).


Somebody stab me with a meat cleaver. Better yet, force me to do something under the threat of being stabbed by a meat cleaver. That might actually result in me working.


I'm not quite sure why my brain doesn't want to be productive - maybe I'm just a natural procrastinator, and I don't feel like making an effort to change that. I'm always telling myself 'I'll do it tomorrow, no, the next weekend,' and then bam, the break's over, and I haven't accomplished anything. (You don't need to tell me I'm a lazy ass, dad, I've kind of figured that out already, and I'm at least trying to amend it, okay? Gaaaah.)


Whatever reason, please, someone force me to goddamned do something. I think I need someone to crush my spirit. @_@


Wondering how she manages to be such a lazy ass and simultaneously hating herself for being one,
~Kal 

P.S. Also, I'm pretty sure I have school tomorrow. This seemingly normal fact of life causes great distress to me, since you know I haven't had school for pretty much a week and I really don't want to go back because I'm bad at adjusting like that. D8 Anyway, now I'm really signing off.

Introductions-ish

*waves*

Erm, hi, Internet denizens. I'm Kal. I'm no stranger to blogging, I guess, but I have commitment issues. And I seem to have issues with keeping a blog actually, well, alive. *shoots pointed look at previous three blogs, all of who finally died after several months of neglect* 

Well. Anyway.

This is probably going to serve as a place for me to post long, convoluted rant!spiels, snippets of snarky commentary, and occasionally writing. Hopefully in not so egotistical a manner, though. *nods*

BUT. I digress (again. I've got to stop going off on tangents. D:). I just wanted to say hello, inform you of my existence, and outline my mission statement: to keep this blog alive and healthy. And to be more productive, too, but that's another story.

Wish me luck on my endeavors. *waves*

~Kal