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Don’t read this, I’m just aksjndakwbeiwheb fuck you thesis
Finally, finally moving along with my thesis.
I should’ve learned by now that I write best in the dead of the night. I know I should’ve finished this a month ago, but it’s just been so hard to concentrate. I’m so burned out, wtf.
It’s pretty depressing, actually, to think of how far behind I’ve let myself get. I didn’t finish my sketch for LArch1 (finish? Who am I kidding? I didn’t even start), haven’t choreographed anything for PE (can’t be bothered to move), haven’t finished the story I’m working on with Inah for CW100, and haven’t even started on my own story (don’t even know what the flying fuck I’m gonna do with that).
I should be writing more analyses right now but my brain’s just gone completely blank. I wanna stab someone in the eye right about now because it’s starting to get way too frustrating.
The annoying bit is, I want to run today, just to let off some steam, but I’ll probably die if I run too much, and I need to get home not-tired to do more writing. What the hell am I doing with my life, seriously?
I haven’t slept at all (well, I slept for an hour, and then “fifteen minutes”—poor Matts, thanks for waking me up, that audible annoys the living fuck out of me now though) and now my vision’s distorting. Fuuu. I need to sleep.
But no, I need to finish this.
Lesson learned, Czarm. Stop cramming.
And stop welcoming more distractions when you know you’ve got shit to do.
You’ve written with a heavy heart before. In fact, don’t you always? You should be better at this by now.
Just think. Next week, you’ll finally be able to breathe again. The heavy heart might not pass just yet, but at least the load’ll be lighter.
Now get the fuck back to writing your thesis, fool.
(Yay for switching to fucking second person in the middle of a post I’M SO SABAW SO FUCK THIS, GONNA FACE MY 5 MSWORD WINDOWS AGAIN)
