...is marked by a large amount of whining. Tonight I reveled in the maddening cycle of procrastination that has become quite usual for me this year. It really is quite unfortunate. I don't feel like I've hit a wall or anything, and at certain points, my flair for productivity seems endless, but it's nights like this that really put a damper on my senior experience. I'm currently taking three AP classes, not that many by the standards set by many of my friends and classmates, but enough to convince me, at times, that I may not survive the year. I am a high caliber student but at 11:00 at night when I find myself listening to tracks from the City of Angel's Soundtrack instead of doing my homework I know I'm not living up to my potential (it's a great soundtrack, by the way, and a wonderful movie, just not that conducive to critical thinking and analysis).
I STILL have not found time to work on the Short Story from Hell, I promise that I will write a new entry for that sometime before the weekend, as soon as I finish my work.
Until Later...
andritobandito
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