Good intentions

Like many other people who have uni projects, essays and assignments, we all have good intentions in starting the work weeks in advance before the due date. But realistically, our good intentions come to nothing, well for me certainly. Last week I had three essays due, and because I'm me, I started the massive essay for one of my subjects (which was worth 40% of my mark) the night before it was due. 

I've written a lot about procrastination with other assignments on this blog, and this essay was no exception (obviously). But I always live in the illusion that I have plenty of time: "I have 24 hours before it's due? Ha! Heaps of time". And do I ever learn? No. It's like in the morning before going to uni, I put my alarm on two hours before I will actually get out of bed. And once I get out of bed, I'm listening to music and dancing around my room, because I have time, but then I look at the clock again, I realise I have to sprint to the bus. 

But back to this essay, when I came home from work last Friday, I was determined! (it was due on the Saturday) I had to get it started, so I had my dinner at 4:30pm so I could get that out of the way, because lets face it, food is the biggest procrastinating excuse ever! Which meant at 5pm, I was ready to go... and I finished at 3am the next morning. Ten hours of non-stop essay research and writing. I had completely lost track of time, because even though it takes me forever to actually start an assignment, once I get started, there is no stopping me. My parents were out for dinner that night too, so they got back at 10:30pm-ish and I hadn't even noticed time passing, until they came home and they found my busily typing, highlighting and writing furiously on the floor. And because my dad is amazing, he gave me a cup of tea and that cup of tea got me through the rest of the evening/ early morning. 

Also, I am incredibly messy, which I've also mentioned in previous posts. And this time, I thought I will become so tidy with my notes and took a proud photo of them at the beginning of the night: 

isn't it neat and pretty!

Um... I discovered that no matter my good intentions, I cannot change who I am. And I am not a neat person. This is what that beautiful organisation looked like only a couple of hours in:

yep. It's a bit messy

And you can only imagine what it looked like when I finished the essay. I would've taken a photo, but my notes were scattered not only all over the floor, but also all over my walls, making it impossible for the camera to capture it. Yeah, good intentions were there, but... at least a did hand it in on time. 

Sorry about not writing about anything more interesting, it's just that I feel a bit swamped this year with everything, but I promise that I will try to write less about homework in the future. It's just taken over my life at the moment.