Blah, I haven't even started my brother's report yet. But here's my planned agenda:

1. Start and finish my brother's 3-page report/essay
2. At least finish three sections of website [profile, links and.... something else]
3. Finish reading Huckleberry Finn and prepare for oral presentation.

Ugh. I am such a procrastinator. And I'm sure you're probably asking why I'm doing my brother's homework so willingly.... he said he would give me $20 if I did it, so yeah. I'm a pretty good at writing essays... the only hard part is internal documentation and looking for all those quotes and crap from the characters in order to prove your thesis and form a conclusion. Writing an essay to me can be comparible to my entire way of going on through life: Making the thesis and the pre-writing stuff is quite easy---and it's really fun to plan out what you're going to write; not only because of its lack of actual research [yet] but due to the feeling of pre-accomplishment that you get when you plan something. For example, you say that you're going to do all this stuff... yadda yadda yadda, feel all smart and hyped up because the aftermath---the conclusion, offers that relief and accomplishment of a finished product. Before you do something, you think about the accomplishments of the project itself--rather than the actual work. BUT when you get to the work itself, the difficulty/dullness of it makes you slack of and procrastinate. Such as what I am doing right now. When my brother offered me the twenty dollars and handed me the worksheet containing my choice of questions, I got all happy because:

1. It will give me a chance to go back to the happy writing days of the 9th grade. My teacher was a complete hyperactive prep, but the stuff we did was really fun. I get to go back to the memories of read this book, and I also get to exercise my writing ability, give it to someone totally unworthy and have HIM take credit for what I did. Then, I started thinking about how I should do a crappy or a "decent" job writing his report, but still get that twenty dollars. But then, what good will that do for me, other than the "Haha, I fooled you" feeling of trickery and superiority. *pause* Fuck. I forgot what I was about to say after that... I became too pre occupied choosing a song from my 1,500+ songlist on Winamp and this rock music is... killed.. ing... brain. cells.

AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH! *turns off the KWAAANNNK KWAAAAAAAAAAANK sounds of the distorted guitars and the BOOM KISH KISH KISH KA BOOM explosions of the drum and the jug jigga jug jigga jug jigga jug jigga JAH JAH sounds of the base*

Ahem. What the hell was I talking about again? Oh well whatev----Hey!! Gackt is now playing on my Winamp!!! XD [I thought I turned this thing off...Oh well. *continues headbang*]

I'm hopeless