Sunday October 15th, 2017 at 10:13 PM.
I have been
writing “writing” for the past 4 hours.
I honestly think that I actually worked on that essay for 4 hours straight. I did take a pee break, though.
I am not surprised. I knew that if I started it at 6 PM, I wouldn’t be done until 10 PM. I swear that as soon as I finished and I looked to see what time it was, it was 10 PM exactly.
A part of me thinks I work good under pressure, but another part of me is like “yeah, sure you do”. I probably shouldn’t be putting these I say to myself in quotes, as if it was aloud. To be honest, I really don’t know how quotes if it dialogue.
I wouldn’t say the essay is good, but it is done.
I think today is the only day that I wanted to get back to my dorm. We got back around 5:30 PM, which is probably the latest we have come back so far.
I can’t do any work at home.
I am so happy that I got this essay done. I mean I knew I would, because it is due in like 12 hours, but I am happy not to be stressed about it.
It is now 10:18 PM.
My high of the day – getting this essay done. My low of the day – my least favorite person was working in the store on campus.