I'm going to tell you a story about my car. This car, a green Pontiac Grand Am, is a total rockstar car. It's complete with faded and chipped paint on the hood, two barely functioning windshield wipers that I have been too lazy and broke to replace, a non-functioning back window that makes terrible noises if you ever try to roll it down, a blown speaker, and a cd player that is faulty and scratches cds. Oh, yeah. This car is worth a large fortune.
I have a tendency to allow a lot of mess to accumulate in this car. Since I live with both of my divorced parents, I keep all of my things in the backseat and I usually don't bring them inside to either of my bedrooms. Today, I had enough. I decided that it was disgraceful to such a beautiful machine to keep it so cluttered! Not to mention a little embarrassing on my part to drive my friends around in the mess. So I took the great machine to a car wash and paid $13.00 to have it shined up and cleaned on the outside and I took a couple of hours freshening up and "detailing" the inside. Now, I love this car. It's like it's brand new! And hey, it smells phenomenal.
I finished cleaning my car and I was filled with this sudden motivation to clean everything! I did the dishes, cleaned my kitchen, did 3 loads of laundry and cleaned my bedroom. I never thought I would get so much done! But, I guess the truth should finally be revealed. I have a huge exam tomorrow and I'm distracting myself from studying. All of my efforts to procrastinate resulted in a clean environment, but I still don't know anything about chapters 3 through 6 of my textbook.
Well, until next time..
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