It's cool. It's calm. It's quiet. I love the weather.
Apparently, a tropical depression is pulling up the monsoon towards our erstwhile oven of a city. More rain is coming, and I love it.
So here I am again. Tuesday morning: the first day of the week. Thank you, UP Admin, for moving the free day from Wednesday to Monday. I really enjoy the three day weekends. Thank you very much for screwing up my biological clock and making me feel very lazy come Tuesday. You only went against nearly a lifetime of starting the week on Monday.
Time to work again. Microsoft Outlook (yes, I use it) just reminded me of my Online Journalism class two hours from now.
I'm currently working on my third paper for my Feature Writing class. I've been sitting on it since Friday, and it's only now -just 22 hours from the deadline- that I'm starting to write it.
Yes, here we go again.
But it's no longer because of procrastination. It's more of distraction. I cannot concentrate on anything. I start something and then as I'm doing it I think of something else; something totally unrelated to what I'm doing.
It's so frustrating.
I don't do it on purpose; it just happens. Argh.
But enough of that. I'm just so frustrated that I plan to do things early but end up cramming a few short hours before the deadline.
Let's just focus on the positive. Every paper I crammed right before the deadline got me high grades. Hahahaha. Yabang mode nanaman.
Siyempre naman no. I got my first "1" for the year last week, and it was for an article which I absolutely hated to write. I did not hate the subject, mind you, but I just felt that i was not up to the task of writing about it.
I had a load of complaints about what I wrote then. I'm my own worst editor; many papers, articles, and even blog posts I wrote in the past never ever saw the light of day because of some nitpicky little error or detail my eagle eyes saw.
Three pages glowed on the screen in front of me. I was not pleased with what I saw. I felt that I could have done better, but drooping eyes and back-to-back yawns were dragging me to dreamland.
Print. Sleep. Pass. Wait. 1.75. Hahaha.
Right. Back to work. This post is actually longer than what I have written in Microsoft Word. Way longer. Time is running out. I have a class in less than two hours. Move, move, MOVE!
Apparently, a tropical depression is pulling up the monsoon towards our erstwhile oven of a city. More rain is coming, and I love it.
So here I am again. Tuesday morning: the first day of the week. Thank you, UP Admin, for moving the free day from Wednesday to Monday. I really enjoy the three day weekends. Thank you very much for screwing up my biological clock and making me feel very lazy come Tuesday. You only went against nearly a lifetime of starting the week on Monday.
Time to work again. Microsoft Outlook (yes, I use it) just reminded me of my Online Journalism class two hours from now.
I'm currently working on my third paper for my Feature Writing class. I've been sitting on it since Friday, and it's only now -just 22 hours from the deadline- that I'm starting to write it.
Yes, here we go again.
But it's no longer because of procrastination. It's more of distraction. I cannot concentrate on anything. I start something and then as I'm doing it I think of something else; something totally unrelated to what I'm doing.
It's so frustrating.
I don't do it on purpose; it just happens. Argh.
But enough of that. I'm just so frustrated that I plan to do things early but end up cramming a few short hours before the deadline.
Let's just focus on the positive. Every paper I crammed right before the deadline got me high grades. Hahahaha. Yabang mode nanaman.
Siyempre naman no. I got my first "1" for the year last week, and it was for an article which I absolutely hated to write. I did not hate the subject, mind you, but I just felt that i was not up to the task of writing about it.
I had a load of complaints about what I wrote then. I'm my own worst editor; many papers, articles, and even blog posts I wrote in the past never ever saw the light of day because of some nitpicky little error or detail my eagle eyes saw.
Three pages glowed on the screen in front of me. I was not pleased with what I saw. I felt that I could have done better, but drooping eyes and back-to-back yawns were dragging me to dreamland.
Print. Sleep. Pass. Wait. 1.75. Hahaha.
Right. Back to work. This post is actually longer than what I have written in Microsoft Word. Way longer. Time is running out. I have a class in less than two hours. Move, move, MOVE!
No comments:
Post a Comment