God damn it.

[yuuago]

For the past four or five days I've been pulling an Emily Dickinson. What I mean by that is that I've locked myself up and basically became a recluse.

That would be fine if I was doing my work. But I haven't been. Mostly I've just been staring at the blank screen. And when I haven't been staring at the screen, I've been doing self-destructive things that I won't discuss here right now.

This has got to stop.

*deep breath* Okay.

I like lists. I love lists. I'm completely anal when it comes to lists. So I made myself a list for tomorrow.

1. Get up, shower, breakfast.
2. Mail tax stuff to mum
3. Pack lunch
4. Go to school no later than 8 AM
5. Write essay
6. E-mail said essay to the prof and put a paper copy in their mailbox.

That's what I have so far. If it gets done, we're all good.

I hope it gets done. There've been times recently when I just sort of space out and the next thing I know five hours have passed. Lovely.

Okay. Let's do this. Eleven PM. Time for bed.

Hope this works.

[edit 11:05 AM]
Essay: 3/20 pages, 650 words

[edit 12:11 PM]
Essay: 5/20 pages, 1,112 words.
Time for lunch. And I'm going to put that letter in the post now.

Comments

[clocksheep.livejournal.com]

adfsgf;gfjjk I know exactly what you mean. D: Good luck with your list! <3

[yuuago]

Isn't life crazy? GUH.

[fyretoppaaa.livejournal.com]

You'll be okay, you can do it! *RAHRAH* You're secretly Canada, aren't you ♥~

I LOL'd at the meme responses, btw. ;D Fufu.

[yuuago]

♥

Maybe I AM secretly Canada! What then?

[yuuago]

I'll do my best. Je t'♥