I am Irrationally Irked at Friends Who are Further Along On Assignments than I am

Sometimes, I get behind on work I need to do.


Okay. Fine. I'm always behind on work I need to do.


That's entirely my fault, and I'm not going to complain about it. 


But there's something else that irks me. Well, someone. Actually, it could be more than one someone. 


Possibilities: 
Person One: Over-Eager Oliver
This is the kid that writes papers a week before they're due. 
No. Just no. 


Person Two: Don't Care Dilbert
"Well, screw this. I don't care. I'm just bs-ing my way through this."
Yet somehow his story about cherry freeze pops is still more interesting than what you spent all night writing, praying to the gods of late night papers that what you are writing will be so beautiful it changes your professor's life. Forever. 


Person Three: Friendly Fred
This is the person you are actually friends with, who is also absurdly behind on the assignment, yet somehow, he manages to write much faster than you do. 
Friendly Fred is the worst, because you can't hate him. All you can do is write blog posts about him at 12:05 in the morning the day the assignment is due. 


Not that any of this is based on my experiences recently. 


Add some sass to your procrastinating class,
Jenna


Disclaimer: This is in no way directed at a specific person. Especially anyone whose name rhymes with Shpleric Shplamar.