The final countdown is playing in my head. I’m not really sure if this is my brain’s attempt to motivate me, or I’m slowly going insane. Judging by the amount of time I have spent sitting on this chair, staring at the screen, reading the same lines over and over and over - I am going to go with the latter.
It’s final season.
We all know what this means- hygiene, sleep and healthy food are of little importance. I’m suffering from a serious case of Icouldcarelessititis. There are only two things motivating me right now: thoughts of post-grad and Turkey.
Both occupy my mind- all.the.time. And yet, I find myself constantly battling the motivation angel and the distraction devil this time of the year.
I call the little devil on my shoulder Facebook
He whispers things in my ear like: “look who updated their profile picture”, “check out this link”. It’s terrible. Meanwhile the angel is telling me “just four more pages left in this chapter, you can do it”.
I really should change my facebook password, I really should, but I just can’t. Facebook is my reward for an hour (lets face it 15 minutes) of note taking.
I need to work. There is no way I am going to make anything of myself sitting on my computer watching Ellen videos. I am going to crack open my binder. I am going to learn. I am going to be to so ready for this exam... it is not going to know what hit it.
Oh? What’s this? A notification? Excuse me, someone just posted a funny video on my wall. Last one. I swear.
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