This is basically my life today.
The struggles to get up.
Then run to the toilet because you’ve been holding in your wee all night.
Brush ya teeth because you got coffee breath from the day before.
Force yourself to eat. You’ll thank yourself later.
Make lots of coffee.
AND IT’S TIME TO WAKE UP!
Shower. You smell gross.
Now… prepare for this awful essay writing day.
Plan your essay over and over.
Start writing your essay.
Then day dream about the days when you had nothing to do and you took it for granted.
Then attempt more work but get angry and lose yo’ shit.
Take a deep breath and start again.
But instead of starting again, you procrastinate.
Coffee would be a great idea!
Buzzing and ready to work.
Then realising you’ve been writing utter shit and you have to redo parts of your work.
Then decide whether to scream or cry.
Decide to do both and resort to toddler mode.
Feel sorry for yourself. Cry.
Maybe you’re hungry? eat lots of sugary goodness.
And drink MORE coffee.
…so much coffee that you question whether your cat could write a better essay than you.
Shake it off and ignore the caffeine overdose.
Lets do this bitches.
Finally, you got this.
Celebrate on your own.
Put some music on and really celebrate. Shake it.
Call your friends and celebrate together.
Get excited and ready to party because you have succeeded.
But actually you just crash out on your bed and prepare yourself to start again tomorrow.
CAN’T WAIT FOR TOMORROW!