I've spent the past eleven hours at home. I came straight home from uni. I didn't go to work. I had a plan to work on my assignment, the huge one that's due on monday and i hadn't started. So i spent eleven hours watching My So-Called Life and snacking and napping and reading and moping around the house. I wrote a paragraph at 9pm. Then i watched an episode of 90210. Now i'm blogging. And i've still only written a paragraph.
I could be fine with that, if it werent for the fact that i'm hardly going to be home on the weekend. I'm back to my regular pattern; stupid stateswim on saturday morning (home for a few hours), youth group, birthday drinks, sunday school (home for a few hours), evening church and set up/pack up/band practice... then i'll stay up until 3am and work my ass off, only to turn up on monday morning with my eyes hanging out of my head. I'll get it done, i always do, it just won't be pretty.
Still, i had ten hours today that i could've probably finished it in. The problem with having no work ethic is that it makes life a little more stressful. Now, i really want to go to bed, because tomorrow i have to be up early to spend three hours at a job that i hate but can't afford to quit because i need some form of continuing income. BUT i refuse to go to bed until i've finished my introduction... please, God, let that be before midnight.
PS. The C & C Club? Cocaine and Champagne Club. See the things that i learn from watching crappy teen dramas? Thought maybe you'd like to share in my knowledge.
I could be fine with that, if it werent for the fact that i'm hardly going to be home on the weekend. I'm back to my regular pattern; stupid stateswim on saturday morning (home for a few hours), youth group, birthday drinks, sunday school (home for a few hours), evening church and set up/pack up/band practice... then i'll stay up until 3am and work my ass off, only to turn up on monday morning with my eyes hanging out of my head. I'll get it done, i always do, it just won't be pretty.
Still, i had ten hours today that i could've probably finished it in. The problem with having no work ethic is that it makes life a little more stressful. Now, i really want to go to bed, because tomorrow i have to be up early to spend three hours at a job that i hate but can't afford to quit because i need some form of continuing income. BUT i refuse to go to bed until i've finished my introduction... please, God, let that be before midnight.
PS. The C & C Club? Cocaine and Champagne Club. See the things that i learn from watching crappy teen dramas? Thought maybe you'd like to share in my knowledge.
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