I Think I Finally Lost It

Every time I think about how close I am to the end of the semester I remember everything I still have to do and how little time I have to do it.

Then I start freaking out and watch Netflix movies and do puzzles instead of the homework I'm freaking out about.

Seriously, in the past 24 hours I finished an entire box of cereal. (I eat cereal when I'm stressed/watching Netflix/doing puzzles.)

Anyway, tonight at midnight I finally decided to write the essay I've been putting off. This is how I started it:

            I’ve been putting off writing this paper for a long time. Partly because I’m a procrastinator and partly because I’ve learned so much this semester about myself and about Tucson and I don’t know how to summarize it all in one paper. But it’s mostly the first one. And now I don’t really have a choice, so here goes.

I hope my teacher appreciates my humor during finals week. Or is as sleep deprived as I am so that she finds this entertaining.

Whatever. At least the paper is done.

Miracles Happen

The weirdest thing happened today. I finished my math homework before midnight. Also, I actually understood what I was doing.

Most of the time I just make math up when I'm doing homework because I have no idea what's going on.

But today I actually knew what my homework wanted me to do, and I could do it!

Prepare yourselves people, the end of the world might be coming.