you are who you say you are

I'm supposed to be doing school work right now but I can't concentrate.   The only work I can find myself wanting to do is working on my fiction and screenwriting portfolios and saying fuck you to my Renaissance Literature paper due on friday.  

Thus far I have a page written.  Fun shit really not but really.   

I'm writer not a scholar.  I'm a philosopher, an artist, and an all around moody, pain in the ass.  

Not to mention my stomach keeps churning and I want a cigarette.