life

I should be packing. Or you know working on my last essay. Or cleaning my room (I really really should clean up). But I'm sitting here bored. I've started packing and stopped after five minutes. I started cleaning and stoped. *pouts* Essentially I want to do something but don't really know what. Very five-year old. There's not even fic to amuse me. It's kind of appaling how dependent of my boyfriend amusing me I have become. There's no way I'm surviving four weeks.

Maybe I'll go watch Gossip Girl. *nods* Now that's an idea.