lately

About a week and a half ago my English teacher said the 22nd is the last day she'll accept latework. No problem says I who has many overdue papers, I shall just do one a day and have them all done by Friday. Voila. Well, I did not do that. And now it's thre 21st and and I've got 2 Prose Models essays, 1 on The Illustrated Man, 1 5 page Research Paper, and 1 Personal Statement which I kind of wrote, and this is not counting the Argumentative essay that was due on Tuesday. Goddamn. I just keep telling myself I can do this. Yeah, that'll work.
When I panic and get all procrastinatey like this, also, weird, Firefox is not going all procrastinatey is not a word but apparently latework is not a word. Well no, yes it is now. Oh Firefox. Anyway. When I panic, I cling to things and get obsessed very easily and sometimes it's food or a TV show or whatever but this time it's Doctor Who. And I'm utterly obsessed. And this is the kind of obsession you don't want because it's such a large fandom. You've got to watch the new series and the old series and then you need to watch everything else David Tennant's been in and Catherine Tate and so you watch Tate's comedy work and then it's back to DT and then you're watching the Friday Night Project with David Tennant and then with John Barrowman and then you've got to listen to John Barrowman's music and read his books and then you're watching other TV shows Russel T Davies has done, that's the guy that brought the show back in 2003, and when you find yourself trolling Youtube for the UK episodes of Queer as Folk at 11:00 at night you think something's wrong. Arghh. So maybe I'm a little obsessed.
I'm home for lunch right now, well techinically school lunch started 5 minutes ago but I leave my 4th hour aide class like 12 minutes early, nobody notices me. I'm having Cheezits, a water bottle, I'm gonna have some icecream, and I have a frozen coffee that I forgot about this morning melting so I can bring it to 5th hour with me.
Heather's not at school today, I think she's at home typing up all her essays she hasn't done. Heather is a clever girl. Damn. I really do have to write like 5 papers by tomorrow. Shitshitshitshitshitshitshit. Fuuck.