roses are red, violets are blue

Ugh, I'm such a hopeless romantic/procrastinator it's disgusting. Instead of writing papers I explore blogs with wedding pictures and newly-bought houses and honeymoon ideas. What is wrong with me!? I'm meeting some kids in the library at 3 for a group presentation and I'm pretty sure I'm not going to have anything done because I'm such a slacker/creep. On the bright side I'm going with Brookie and Lauren downtown this evening because they both want their ears pierced, and apparently they consider me to be good at moral support. Maybe I'll surprise myself and get something pierced too. Nipples? Belly button? Tongue? Ahahahaha just kidding. Okay, back to work for now. (More like back to creeping on wedding blogs gaaah I'm hopeless.)