In an effort to procrastinate further

I had a paper due yesterday which I have yet to really begin; of course I have the quirky intro done-that is my forte. I'm not sure why I let things go so far, or why I wait until the very last second is upon me to begin a task. Maybe it's my way of being rebellious, of teetering on the edge just enough to get a rush of adrenaline. Maybe that's pathetic; however, probably true. My life seems to be a constant struggle between laughing at myself and trying to prove to myself that "I really don't do that SO often." For anybody reading this, just know that I am in that proving to myself mode so adjust your interactions with me accordingly. Two nights ago, I recieved a bid to join a sorority. Talk about teetering on the edge huh? I'm a bonafide daredevil, ready to take on life. Come to think of it, I guess that's the real mode I'm in. The fast paced world of living and loving it. Or living and dealing with it-which ever sounds better for a blogger to say. My thoughts are becoming erratic lately, and no topic seems good enough to dwell on for longer than a moment. I guess that's why my paper doesn't seem very inticing right now either. Perhaps I can invite any readers to give me some suggestions, to utilize your right to democracy and voice your opinions about what I should be doing in order to get my head on straight; in order to keep thoughts up there in my head for longer than a milisecond. It'd be greatly appreciated, and plus I have no idea what else to write. I am a bit rusty on my blogging game, xanga was quite some time ago now.