Here is it 12:26 on a Tuesday morning and I sit here wondering where the day has gone. I woke up with the intention of being productive. Of course this goes out the window. My attention span is that of a fly, I can commit to 5 minutes of work and one hour of wasting time. This pattern has not proven to be very successful for me during a summer of 5 classes. The thing is I am very capable of doing the work, I just cannot seem to focus and of course I am the worse offender in a class being run by the future head of my degree. Yes, that is correct, stating in the fall this man will be the head cheese and all I have done is turned every single assignment in late. I can sense his displeasure tone in the emails he sends to me, but thankfully he has not come right out and told me I suck. There is still 2 weeks left of the class so this could actually happen though. I feel that I took my degree online to allow me to complete school 1) quickly and 2) in lieu of those minor bumps that happen in the road....but in reality I am using those bumps as bigger excuses then they should be because in reality I am a pretty intelligent person. For some reason though that intelligence and drive that fueled me to get my masters is lost, perhaps on a vacation of it's own. I need to find that girl again, and quickly. It will only be a matter of time until I have that instructor who could give a flying fuck about what went wrong and why I couldn't get something done. I cannot allow myself to fail at this! School is the only thing I have been consistently good at my entire life....other than procrastination that is.
