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10:30am – Well, I had every intention of getting up at 9:30. Fail. And now the dining halls don’t open for another hour and a half. Okay, this late wake up is only a blip in my day. I’m going to be SO productive today. I’m going to rip through lecture slides like a champ and maybe even take notes on them. I’m going to do practice tests and review questions. It’s going down.
11:50am – Have made my way through ONE lecture powerpoint in the last hour and a half. The original lecture was only an hour. Must.Stop.Checking.Facebook.
12:10pm – Lunch time. I can’t be expected to study on an empty stomach.
2pm – Now that I’m back from lunch…and CVS…it’s time to get down to business. FOR REAL. Lights are on, pencils are sharpened, notebooks are open, all systems are a go.
Let’s get down to business (to defeat the huns!).
3pm – Woah. That was a full hour of productivity. Time for a reward. It will take me 5 minutes and 5 minutes only to check my emails and facebook. Five.Minutes.
4:00pm – Well, that was certainly longer than 5 minutes. Back to work.
4:30pm – Need food. At this point, I’m too lazy to shlep to the dining hall, never mind anyplace else in the square. It’s certainly convenient that I have a bag of peanuts sitting in my room. And I absolutely cannot write with a pen, type on a computer, or flip through a notebook while I’m shelling them. I wouldn’t want to get peanut shell mess all over my work space. Then I would have to stop working to clean it. Nom nom.
5:15pm – Dear room above me, please please please turn off your stereo. The weekend before finals is not when I want to hear the bumpin’ bass of your sub-par party playlists. This is NOT THE TIME. I want 1. silence, or 2. the singing whales and crashing waves of my seascapes relaxation playlist. Kaythanks.
6:00pm – It’s dinner time and I want food, but the blockmates want to “study” until 6:30. *Sigh* I can be productive for the next half an hour, right? Right?
6:30pm – Productivity has died completely in the presence of captioned cat photos. Blast. Well, at least it’s dinner time. And meals should never be corrupted by schoolwork or stress. Food is sacred.
8:00pm – Okay; it’s go time. Like, really. Because exams are rapidly approaching and I am grossly under-prepared. Better check my email first though – wouldn’t want to miss vital messages.
8:30pm – I can’t focus in here. My desk is messy, the lights aren’t quite right, and the mini-fridge is humming like an excited bee hive. I’ll be so much more productive in the library.
9:00pm – Empty table. I’m organized. Ready to go. Studying in 3,2,1
11pm – Break time. Off to the Dhall for a cup of tea and a short break. Maybe I’ll even bring a book. I just won’t let anyone distract me. Seriously.
1pm – So it was a long break. Don’t judge me. At this point, my brain’s not going to process anything more that I try to cram into it. I had better go to bed early so that I can wake up with the sunrise tomorrow and really get crackin’.
For real though.