I just wrote a whole post about how I've come to realize that everybody that I know and love is going to eventually die. It's something that I didn't want to realize, and now that I have, I'm pretty bummed. And that's why I decided not to post it.
On a completely different note, I've been sitting on my bed, mentally preparing myself to do homework since 7:30pm. It is not 10:48pm and I have barely done anything. Go me.
Oh Ashlee, you're sadly a great procrastinator.
[yes, I did just refer to myself in third person]