It's gonna be legen....wait for it....DARY!!

Greetings faithful subjects! It has been too long that your dreary lives have not been graced by one of my excellent blog posts.
Yes, I love myself. Get over it.
Anyways, the point of me finally getting around to a new blog post is for one simple reason:
Two words:
IT'S NANOWRIMO TIME!

*ring ring*
Hello?
*hushed tones*
What??
*more hushed tones*
WHAT?!?!?
*urgent whispering*
*phone slams down*

My secretary has just informed me that that's three words. Not two.
Curses.
But seeing as I am currently being happy eating Halloween candy, I've decided that trifles like those simply do not matter. Because I have delicious candy but more importantly because it's time to start writing again!
Or at least I would...If I could find my USB key. That's possibly the only thing I keep losing time and time again. It just seems to pop up everywhere when I'm not looking for it yet I can never find it when I try.
Last week I found it in my pencil case and I can't remember how it got there. Post if you've ever lost something and then found it in the randomest place.

Alrighty, gotta go. Got places to be and a novel to write.
I WILL SEE YOU AT THE END OF THE MONTH AS A NANOWINNER BABY! BOOYEAH!

Boom boom clap...Kill me

I know I know. I'm 17 and listening to Hoedown Throwdown by Hannah Montana.
I can't help it.
It's stuck in my head :'(
The thing about Hannah Montana and Miley Cyrus is that no matter how bad the songs are....they're ridiculously addictive. And I'm watching this:

...instead of doing my french homework that's due tomorrow morning. >.<
By the by, watch this video if you want to see the dance done properly. These ladies are amazing dancers! Kudos.
Besides, it's all Charlie McDonnell's fault. If he wasn't so damn cute and all...wow, I sound terrifyingly freaky. But here he is in all his silly dancing glory:

Being from the internet, he does not "exercise evah".
So uh...great. The song is still stuck in my head....and I still haven't done my french presentation.
Whoopdeedoo.
I think I'm a master procrastinator. Is it bad that I'm slightly proud of myself for that?
Don't answer that.
Oh hush you.
But you know, mastering the art of procrastination takes either some prodigious skill or some serious "I don't give a shit" attitude.
Or both. I'm kind of hovering somewhere in the middle.
Boom boom clap..boom de clap de clap
AAAAAAAAAAAARRRRRRGGGGGGHHHHHHHHHHH!
Okay, bye internet!
Hello powerpoint. You're going to be my new bestfriend :)

Oh, and as much as I would like to have something to show you today, I don't.
HAHAHAHAHAHAHAH.

Wait...I think I'm losing here.
Gaby STILL 0
Procrastination 1 MILLION (I can hear it...laughing at me....slow, evil sounding chuckles....mwehehe..he..he.hehee...)

Ta...