Sleep Starts Now
Just a few hours ago I felt like a Mack truck running downhill. Now it’s like I’ve hit some wall. Poof. Tada. Voila. The semester is over.
This past week has been the worst hellish hell ever during the course of my 3-year stay in college. Exams, group papers, oral defense, name it.
Procrastination comes in handy very much, and sleeping might not be an option. Or if I’m lucky, I get to sleep at 3AM, the earliest.
Since most of my subject requirements are group papers, I haven’t been staying much at my place. Go home at 4AM, get a power nap, shower up and leave for school to continue working with my groupmates.
Beat deadlines. Procrastinate. Procrastinate some more.
It’s not a healthy practice at all, but dang, it’s been instilled into my system since high school.
I. NEED. MY. SEMBREAK.
