The Unusual

Boom. Thats the sound my brain makes. Boom. Boom. Boom. Yep, it’s the last week of classes. Pow. That’s the sound my grades make. Pow. Pow.Pow. I can’t continue to act like the pile of books/assignments on my desk is just going to disappear. Puff. That’s the sound I wish my assignments would make as they evaporate into thin air. Knock. Knock. All of the girls on my floor knocking at my door, telling me their stories. I act like I care but sometimes I don’t. Especially today. I’m trying to not work on my research paper. Instead I’m watching gossip girl and writing. Best combination. Tomorrow I will be productive. Tap. Tap. Tap. The noise my computer will make as I work tirelessly to complete my paper before the midnight deadline. I should probably go back to pretending like I’m researching articles.  Maybe that prevent me from having a nervous breakdown.