Not only am I a procrastinator, but I’m also a slacker. A procrastinating slacker….pretty pathetic,
eh? Especially when you are a blogger
who lives forever away from all family members who, therefore, rely on said
blog to keep up with your fun lively activities. *sigh*
If you know me, you know I’m not just a slacker but also a singer. I didn’t say I was a good one (keep that at
the forefront of your mind for the rest of this blog post, please). But I do have the tendency to make up my own
words to song tunes to describe either what I’m doing or thinking at
the time. It’s weird, I know. But it’s genetic, so blame my dad. :)
My dad and I aren’t the only ones in the world who do it
either. See:
Mine is a little better (so I claim) because it uses an
actual song’s tune…and sometimes I even try to rhyme. But alas, it at least gives you a picture of
the lame-ness factor.
That being said, here’s a little ditty going around my head
as I write about being a slacker. Please
note it is to the tune of ‘Frère Jacques’. Haha
I’m a slacker. I’m a slacker.
It’s so bad. It’s so bad.
I need to blog. I need to blog.
Please help me. Don't be mad.
Yeah, like I said…I’m not good.
Deal.
Even without internet in my current apartment, I’m gonna try to get as
caught up as possible. Here’s to
optimistic thinking…. *CHEERS*
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