The last few weeks were hell. I have faced some of the more vicious assignments, as it usually occurs near the end of the semester. Yes, a semester has passed since I first started writing—what was the blog that tried to track what I was doing to improve my life turned into nothing more than a day-to-day update (if at that) of my life. Not good! It did prompt me to take some action, though. I would not have seen a career counselor and took some information if it were not for this. I would also very well have done even less productive things if I had not written here.
But still, I do not think I did enough. If I were truly motivated, I would not have had phases that incapacitated me from moving forward in the first place. Sure, I am not the type that will keep the focus in one spot, nor am I the one that can sustain it, but I seem to have a knack for being turtle-slow.
So, four weeks left of semester is left. I should try and work my butt off and do some extensive research, but instead I feel as though I am falling asleep, a part of vicious cycle involving late naps, sleep deprivation, and procrastination from hell—have I told you that I do most of my homework past midnight? I am an extreme nocturnal.
Never mind that nocturnal people tend to be more creative. I know that the lifestyle is unsustainable.
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