My next two weeks and three days are scheduled by the hour, and I am stocking my kitchen with dr. pepper, cheez-its, and other survival snacks

It's that wretched time of the year

projects are due, procrastination starts biting you in the butt, and emotions are running high

that's right its the last two weeks of school.

This year dead week has a different meaning

it might literally be the death of me.

Im sorry dear blog, but I am going to have to deny you 

you just didn't fit into my hourly schedule

maybe in my last few attempts at procrastination 

{like right now}

I will come back

but I have already given you empty promises

so don't get your hopes up

I'll be back....

if I survive.

if you see me sleeping

hand me a red bull and a prayer