Running out of reasons to sleep.

I need structure. I need deadlines. I need more than all this fucking free time. I can’t function. I’m so lazy. So lazy. So lazy. I get up at 11 o’clock every day just to watch The View. Like seriously, that’s the only thing I have to look forward to in the morning. The View. The fucking View. Well today was different because of the big Obama Celebration, which was truly something to watch. Although 24 hours of non-stop Obama is a bit much, I mean playing the same sound bites over and over and over and over and over and over, can be more than one human being handle. With this said, I still watched every second. I loved it. I loved them. I feel like they should have another baby and it would just be magically 22 and me and not mixed with white. Sasha and Malia would love me as a big brother, and granny would be my best friend. We could drink gin and play spades. Papa B could get me tickets to all the big sporting events (if I liked sports). Mama Michele could read my bed time stories and help me with my financial planning and I could go to an Ivy League school. Yeah. I like that idea. So God, if you’re reading…. Ummm… hop on that, like ASAP.

Yeah…what was I talking about????

Right, I need something to do. I need school. I can’t deal with this. I work better when I have stuff to do. It’s hard to procrastinate when there is nothing else you should be doing. I’ve tried finding a job, but I feel like I’m to qualified to flip burgers and shit, and I really don’t want to. I want a nice comfy office job. I don’t even have to like it. I just want to make a decent salary, find some local friends, and join a club (or something). I should buy a gym membership but, that requires money that I just don’t have. I wish life was like Juno (the movie) all witty and folk music. That would be nice.

No really, does anyone have a life that they are not using? I can’t be one of those people who get trapped in their parent’s basements and never leave. It’s not what I’m breathing for.

Can someone give me a deadline? I work well under pressure.
FUCK I MISS SCHOOL! Seriously, I want to become a professional student. Is that possible? Its either that or finding a way to get adopted by the Obama’s. Hell, I’ll take the Palin’s. (haha fuck that, I don’t eat moose meat. )

Save me from myself,

KD