Imagine there's a witty title here...

Staring cluelessly at the blank white screen, he ponders a hundred different ways to start the story.

After several tense minutes of soul searching, he decides the next best course of action is to check his Facebook. Quickly scanning through messages from God knows who and continuing his never ending poke battle with a friend from highschool, he decides that time is of the essence and tells the girl who gave him a 10 on Hot or Not to quit playing games with his heart.

Returning to his intense staring competition with the blank word document, he begins writing. The words begin to flow, when all of a sudden he loses his inspiration. He used the word "surplus" twice in a sentence. In an effort to make himself look like a writing God, he scours his memory for a good word to replace it... only to realize nobody is watching him and he can use the thesaurus. After changing the second "surplus" to "plethora" and giggling at the idea of his teacher thinking he's a vocabulary genius, he types in a period and is finally finished... with the first paragraph.

He loses focus on the paper as he glances at a huge mound of books, all assigned reading for the week. As he flips through page 1024 of his OTHER anthropology book, he jumps as a sudden loud beeping fills his ears. He grabs his phone and sets it on vibrate, then opens yet another text message from his girl friend. Wincing at the thought of the phone bill, he notices that the time on the device says it's 2:30 in the a.m.

As he closes the computer, planning to work on the second paragraph when he woke up, he looks over at the nametag sitting on his dresser drawer. Terrific, he thinks, I gotta work tomorrow.

He closes his eyes, but sleep does not come. All of the worries of the day, which had so pleasantly been waiting for this opportunity, come rushing in like a buffalo in heat. As he turns his computer back on to make a quick change to his fantasy football team (it just can't wait until tomorrow!), he looks at the empty wallet on his nightstand and sighs.

"I hope this is all worth it," he says to himself.