I wait til forever to do my laundry. See, my school makes you pay for laundry, so I might as well shove as much as I can in there for my buck.
I bite my nails, too. I hate it, and I wish I could stop. Actually, I did for the entire summer, but when I got to school and got stressed out, I started again.
And I procrastinate like it's my job.
A work of art is an invitation to love.