5:30 in the morning right now. I stayed up all night (quite literally all night) to work on an English assignment that should have been done days ago. I had all weekend to work on it. I need to be at school in about 3 hours and it's still not completely done. And I loved working on it. It made me think long and hard about an amazing book. And then I got to write. I got to feel my fingers type out sentences as I watched the letters appear on the screen while I listened to good music. I love the experience of doing homework once I get into it. But why did I procrastinate all this time? I have no idea. I think much clearer when my brain is not being kept alert with large amounts of tea. My mark will suffer because I decided to wait until sunday night to do this project. I really must learn to stop procrastinating.
EDIT: I just noticed that blogger says that I posted this at 2:38am which is impossible because I assure you that I was writing this at 5:30
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