Give me my life back...

Huddled in a blanket in my computer chair, I stare at the work that I should be doing. Exams in two days, but dare I need put my life on hold for a few scrawls on paper that won't benefit my life in the slightest? The compulsion drives me to procrastination. I want to do work, but just can't bring myself to put pen to paper and study. My work area is littered with distractions, A rubiks cube, a 360, a play button.
I walk to the kitchen and retrieve a can of pepsi max from the mountain of cans. Everyone has gone to bed, i think i should join them, but MSN holds many a entertaining conversation. Well, one conversation, but at least it is a intelligent conversation unlike the rest of the meaningless drabble the rest of society would force me to listen to and pretend to give a crap about.
As much as i try, i cannot blame myself for not wanting to study, i blame the weather, the internet, the stack of games sitting just inside of my peripheral vision so they don't collect to much dust.
I am looking for any possible excuse to save me from actually trying to achieve a reasonable score on an exam I know won't affect my life. Why bother stressing about it. The Air is littered with those bloody little blood sucking vampires, and the dim light from my lamp illuminates them as they swirl around my face waiting for me to stay still long enough to think I am sleeping.
No matter what i do, i can't bring myself to study at 9:50. Which leads me to the awful realisation that this probably is going around in circles, and I couldn't be bothered fixing that shit either...
I will procrastinate tomorrow.... i swear...