lost: motivation
location: redpath library, surrounded by super-intense, driven fellow students, one of whom is wearing intensely awful and strong cologne
time: a few hours now, but it feels like eternity
reason: my last final paper for the year. which refuses to write itself so here i am.
the predicament: i can't bring myself to write said paper. i have written a beautiful introduction and thesis statement and have made a dent in the body of the paper but i have also been to the bathroom twice, taken a cigarette break every hour, perused facebook groups, exchanged flirty glances with the dude in the cubicle across from mine every few minutes for the past hour and a half, checked the montreal weather forecast for tomorrow on 6 different weather sites, checked my e-mail 3 times, and now, as a final devastating act of procastination i am scrawling senselessly in this livejournal account that i haven't logged into for a good month or so.
where oh where is my self-control?
and why am i so indifferent?
blah. this time next week it will be over for the time being...
time: a few hours now, but it feels like eternity
reason: my last final paper for the year. which refuses to write itself so here i am.
the predicament: i can't bring myself to write said paper. i have written a beautiful introduction and thesis statement and have made a dent in the body of the paper but i have also been to the bathroom twice, taken a cigarette break every hour, perused facebook groups, exchanged flirty glances with the dude in the cubicle across from mine every few minutes for the past hour and a half, checked the montreal weather forecast for tomorrow on 6 different weather sites, checked my e-mail 3 times, and now, as a final devastating act of procastination i am scrawling senselessly in this livejournal account that i haven't logged into for a good month or so.
where oh where is my self-control?
and why am i so indifferent?
blah. this time next week it will be over for the time being...