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:: 11.13.2002 ::

There goes my motivation, right out the window...

There is nothing quite like a beautiful afternoon, when you're feeling quite good about thinking you have accomplished a lot. It seems like Monday was so long ago, when I had tons and tons to do, and Friday and the weekend are so far away, and sure, I'll be able to get everything done before then, no sweat, and I have done so much since Monday, don't I deserve a break. But I look back, and have I really accomplished that much - could I have done a few more things and slept a little less... Could I have gotten that stuff wrapped up if I hadn't been playing BeJeweled for the last half hour... It get's to be so maddening to keep trying to stay on top, sometimes I envy those who are way behind. I want to pace myself, don't pull all-nighters until I have to, but then you run the risk of waiting too long and turning in shit. Does everyone else out there deal with this too, or is it just me?

I won't lie, I can't wait.

If I don't do it now, I won't get started until 7 tonight, so I'd best be getting to work.

Play fair...

"Lost the battle, lost the war, lost the things worth living for. Lost the will to win the fight, one more pill to kill the pain..."
:: Freddy F. at 5:07 PM [+] ::
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