All in a day's work
been really slacking off lately.
like really slacking..
like not attending classes, not doing any work, ignoring the lecturers kind of slacking.
i know, not a very good sign. looks like i wont be getting into the Dean's List 2nd time in a row.
i'm trying to complete my final project paper for journalism now,
which probably makes you wonder what i'm doing blogging here.
i have this bad habit, in order to get really into my work, i have to procrastinate around for a few hours before my mind truly connects with it. last night i started working on the paper since 10pm and only truly got into it when it was midnight, which didnt really give me much time since i needed to get up early this morning. sigh.
that's why i'm so reluctant to stop working once i've started, because starting is so difficult. i have to keep scraping and scraping till fire comes out.
anyway,
today when i went to class (late, as per usual) i realised that there was another lecturer sitting behind me, observing my lecturer,
she was doing an evaluation of my lecturer i guess. so no biggie.
when she left, she whispered conspirationally to my group saying that it was my lecturer's birthday today.
whoa~
so with an ulterior motive (to get better grades), one of us flew to Secret Recipe to get a cake for her.
then when the lecturer went out to take something,
we lit a candle on the cake and shut off the lights.
when she came back in we sang happy birthday like a pack of mentally deranged hyenas.
then the lecturer said a line that blew all of us away.
she said, "it's not my birthday?!!!!!!"
yes, you've got it right.
it was very distressing.
like really slacking..
like not attending classes, not doing any work, ignoring the lecturers kind of slacking.
i know, not a very good sign. looks like i wont be getting into the Dean's List 2nd time in a row.
i'm trying to complete my final project paper for journalism now,
which probably makes you wonder what i'm doing blogging here.
i have this bad habit, in order to get really into my work, i have to procrastinate around for a few hours before my mind truly connects with it. last night i started working on the paper since 10pm and only truly got into it when it was midnight, which didnt really give me much time since i needed to get up early this morning. sigh.
that's why i'm so reluctant to stop working once i've started, because starting is so difficult. i have to keep scraping and scraping till fire comes out.
anyway,
today when i went to class (late, as per usual) i realised that there was another lecturer sitting behind me, observing my lecturer,
she was doing an evaluation of my lecturer i guess. so no biggie.
when she left, she whispered conspirationally to my group saying that it was my lecturer's birthday today.
whoa~
so with an ulterior motive (to get better grades), one of us flew to Secret Recipe to get a cake for her.
then when the lecturer went out to take something,
we lit a candle on the cake and shut off the lights.
when she came back in we sang happy birthday like a pack of mentally deranged hyenas.
then the lecturer said a line that blew all of us away.
she said, "it's not my birthday?!!!!!!"
yes, you've got it right.
it was very distressing.