When I say things, I mean homework. I know I've already made a post on procrastination, but it features so heavily in my life that I just have to talk about it again, with a slightly different title.
I am actually quite proud of myself right now. Why is this? I have managed to finish writing an essay for Spanish that is 200 words long. I managed to stay away from tumblr for long enough to write that essay and believe me, that is an ACHIEVEMENT!
You know, I remember the first few months of year seven. As soon as I returned home I would get my homeowrk out of my bag, complete it all on the day that I got it to a practically perfect quality (or as perfect as I could make it) and THEN I would go on the internet and do my interwebby activities. I was a perfect little child. What the hell went wrong?
I have no clue.
Nowadays, I wait until the last possible moment to complete my homework. I'm not talking about the night before it's due, I'm talking about the MORNING of the DAY that it's due. That's right, my homework is completed less that six hours (depending on the lesson) before it has to be handed in and these rushed pieces of work are as far from practically perfect as is possible.
And don't even get me started on work that requires a computer. That...the amount of procrastion involved there is legendary.
Until tomorrow, toodle pip.
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