Sometimes I think "Why do I do it to myself?"
I have two essays and an assignment due. The assignment today and the essays next week. I just finished the assignment, but haven't even started the essays.
Why do I have to leave everything to the last minute so I can stress myself out?
And then I think, I could have easily finished at least one of the essays, if I wasn't so determined to spend as little time at home at night as possible, purely because I get so sad.
Sunday night I don't get back from Shepp till like 9pm, so that's that night covered.
Monday, I went around to Leigh's, purely because I knew if I was at home I would have to start my essay.
Tuesday I went out with friends to celebrate our last class together.
Wednesday, I felt like shit coz of Tuesday and sat around until it was time for me to meet my friend.
Now, it is Thursday. I have spent the majority of the day driving to and from Howard St in North Melboure, to pick up two prints, which I don't ever want to see again, that cost me $60, and then discovered I had sent off one of the wrong files.
Yay.
I now have to do a presentation to my class about these prints and then I have my Improv performance tonight, so yet another night I'm not home.
Thursdays are the worst.
I just want to be home by Thursday.
But, I have to wait until tomorrow for that.
For tomorrow, I will start my essay.
I swear.
*sigh*
I have two essays and an assignment due. The assignment today and the essays next week. I just finished the assignment, but haven't even started the essays.
Why do I have to leave everything to the last minute so I can stress myself out?
And then I think, I could have easily finished at least one of the essays, if I wasn't so determined to spend as little time at home at night as possible, purely because I get so sad.
Sunday night I don't get back from Shepp till like 9pm, so that's that night covered.
Monday, I went around to Leigh's, purely because I knew if I was at home I would have to start my essay.
Tuesday I went out with friends to celebrate our last class together.
Wednesday, I felt like shit coz of Tuesday and sat around until it was time for me to meet my friend.
Now, it is Thursday. I have spent the majority of the day driving to and from Howard St in North Melboure, to pick up two prints, which I don't ever want to see again, that cost me $60, and then discovered I had sent off one of the wrong files.
Yay.
I now have to do a presentation to my class about these prints and then I have my Improv performance tonight, so yet another night I'm not home.
Thursdays are the worst.
I just want to be home by Thursday.
But, I have to wait until tomorrow for that.
For tomorrow, I will start my essay.
I swear.
*sigh*
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