You know those days when you're just sitting at home, in front of the computer, with a pile of homework on one side of you and a slice of dad's chocolate cake on the other? In between cramming the cake in your mouth and looking up baby videos on youtube, your hand flitters over to the menacing pile of textbooks and worksheets, but never seems to really do anything.
You readjust the pencil on top of the mountain of work and gaze at it thoughtfully. Now that you think about it, there's quite a lot of stuff due for tomorrow. An english essay about earthquakes, eight pages of algebra and a chinese workshee -
Now wait a minute.
GODDAMIT.
It was due TOMORROW.
Of course you left it in your locker. Of course you did. What else did you expect? To actually bring all the necessary equipment home for once? Last time that happened, you were in prep. And the necessary equipment consisted of a pack of crayons and a colour-me-in Mickey.
You sigh resignedly and go back to your babies.
You readjust the pencil on top of the mountain of work and gaze at it thoughtfully. Now that you think about it, there's quite a lot of stuff due for tomorrow. An english essay about earthquakes, eight pages of algebra and a chinese workshee -
Now wait a minute.
GODDAMIT.
It was due TOMORROW.
Of course you left it in your locker. Of course you did. What else did you expect? To actually bring all the necessary equipment home for once? Last time that happened, you were in prep. And the necessary equipment consisted of a pack of crayons and a colour-me-in Mickey.
You sigh resignedly and go back to your babies.