I’ve openly accepted that sometimes essays that are due tomorrow, and need last minute touch ups, just wont get done. Sometimes they just sit there, open on your dash and look at you as you procrastinate on Facebook and Skype while your friends blast music that sounds like its from the movie Shrek behind you.
And you wont leave because you don’t want to sleep and you know that maybe, just maybe, you’ll be more productive outside of your room than in it.
But it’s all good…
~Just a thought