I wait until the last minute for everything.
Here is is 11:33 p.m. and I'm just now getting around to studying for my Italian test that's tomorrow. And it's not like I even have time to study tomorrow because I'm working up until an hour before I need to be to class. And I really, really want to sleep.
But, see, even now! I'm blogging when I should to be studying! And then there's Treasure Isle to play on Facebook (don't judge me, it's better than your silly farm-whatever-you-call-it), and there's other people's blogs I need to read, and blogs that I need to write, and messages and emails I need to reply to, and.. well, you see what I mean.
This doesn't just apply to studying though, I wish I could say it did though.
I can't tell you how many times I've run out of gas in this past year alone, my dad could though.
Or how I wait until the very last minute and then a little longer to get my oil changed.
I once went 6 months past the due date on my car inspection.
I can never pay my phone bill on time (and I wish I could say it's because I didn't have the money).
And with Christmas right around the corner, do you actually think I'll get done early or even semi-early this year? Nope. I won't. And I only have 3 people to buy for. That's it. Let's just hope I can get them their presents before Valentine's rolls around.