Bad Decisions

Do you ever have one of those days where you just make a lot of bad decisions? I'm having one of those right now. Actually, it started last night.
So, yesterday I was totally overwhelmed by all the work I had to do. And what does an Abbie do when she's overwhelmed? She procrastinates! So I decided to go to bed at 2, wake up at 7, and write my five-page paper. (Bad decision No. 1) Except I went to bed at 2 and couldn't fall asleep, so I stayed up till 5, reading blogs and facebook. (Bad decision No. 2). And then my 5-page paper was a 2-page paper (Bad decision No. 3, or just the repercussions of Bad Decision No. 1?). And then, to top it all off, I decided to skip class this afternoon. Why, you ask? No real reason. I was feeling kind of blah, and so I didn't feel like going.
Total Bad Decisions So Far: 4. Now the question is, should I go to ballet this afternoon, or should I skip that, too?
At least I'm making all these bad decisions from my brand-new double bed in my brand-new rearranged bedroom, so I feel like I'm in a treehouse while I do it.
p.s. this is my 50th post!

I lose

So, Emily came over to visit me tonight because it was the only chance we'd get to see each other before I go back to school tomorrow.
We're sitting in my room, chatting away, but my jeans are uncomfortable, so I change into p.j. pants. Then, I need a place to sit, so I sit on my bed. And cover myself with the covers.
Emily then tucked me in and let herself out of my house.
Emily is a wonderful friend.

It's been a while

Dear Readership of Two (or is it even that much now?),
I'm sorry I haven't posted recently. I've been busy doing other things like being in a play and getting drunk and saying inappropriate things to the wrong people.
So let me update you on my life:
The Play: I was in (Wed)locked, a night of three one-acts, including A Marriage Proposal, The Wedding, and Split, by Anton Chekhov, Anton Chekhov and Michael Weller. I had an absolutely minuscule part- I played the bride in The Wedding, and I had two lines. A couple of days before we went up, I got another little part in Split, doing these little dialogues between scenes. The parts were small, but I got a couple of laughs, and that made them fun and worthwhile. I'm still learning how to do this acting thing, and most of the time I'm not very good. It's nice when people laugh when I do something funny.
The Cast Party: I had fun. I also said things I shouldn't have said about other people, and now I feel kind of terrible. You know that feeling where you don't know just how much a mess you've made of things, but you know it wasn't good? The feeling where you just want to make everything better but you can't because you are the one who messed up, and anyway, you don't know the people very well? The feeling where you kind of want to curl up in a ball of shame and never come out? Yeah, that's where I was yesterday. I need to learn to hold my tongue.
And Other Stuff: I have a shit-ton of homework. Right now I'm in the library, writing in here instead of doing research on the various tests for autism and autism spectrum disorders in toddlers. So I'm gonna go back to my article. In fifteen minutes, I'm going to go watch a play that I was supposed to be in, but I quit because I suck at life and responsibility.
Happy Sunday, everyone.