Ever tried cramming for an exam? Or cramming for anything, for that matter? The few moments you spend trying to get in the zone, before you succumb to a full force of panic attacks due to the stress is one of the worst things anybody can go through.

This is what it feels like, I imagine:

Sure thing, cat. Keep at it. You’ve got a long two hours ahead of you.

Seriously, this made me laugh out loud. Haha. Poor, poor lolcat.

Scratching the sofa is punishable by 6 years, apparently. Haha!

never were spoken:

Cute as cats may be, they have utterly no respect for your own property. Hehe.

Yeah, I had to go and take care of a huge part of my life called work (yeah, work can really eat up your hours), which, in turn, left a big gaping hole in this blog.

Well I’m back. And since I started talking about a rather distasteful part of everyday living, I figured it’d be great if I posted something that was somewhat relevant:

I reacted pretty much like that cat when they tried to pry me away from my computer chair to get to work. I can still make out the scratches my nails left on the woodwork. Not that I didn’t want to work; my work’s fun. But you can’t always combine work and fun.

I eventually had to acquiesce, though:

Traitorous since this is a dog, but it’s so cute I just couldn’t resist posting it:

I don’t know why. It doesn’t make sense, but I really like it.

There is nothing more beautiful than young love, and when a young soul falls in love, the emotions can be rather confusing. Take it from the lolcat:

Let me get one thing straight: I like secluded places, dramatic shots, and the prospect of a story that could turn out to be a soap opera (yes, it’s rather cheesy, I know).

I also happen to like cats. Which explains the following lolcat.

No further words needed.

Let’s cut to the chase:

If all types of soap scum were that cute, I wouldn’t even want to remove soap scum from my sink anymore. Gross as it may sound. So it’s a good thing they aren’t. Sinks gotta stay clean too, ya know.