School and procrastination are the leading suitors for my affections. Recently, I've been leaning a little more towards procrastination - it's just too tempting.
I'm female, busy, and prone to nodding off in class. Do not expect frequent updates. I write, at best, sporadically and with the efficiency and speed of a three-legged, castrated cow. This lag is mostly due to my special ability of growing thoughts in my head and being unable to convey them justly onto paper/keyboard/whatnot. I kill newborn stories before they are fully matured and leave their carcasses to rot in some random recess of my computer.
I love eating, drawing, dressing, sleeping, and keeping up the great appearance of being very involved.
All in all, I am quite boring.