Girl Meets UNI

1: Receive Assignment Brief

Stage number one of assignment writing is one that is sometimes easy and sometimes almost the worst. The first one doesn't seem so bad. There are not that many words to write, and you are ready. Then you go to another class, and get another assignment brief, and you get a bit demotivated. Then the third one is given to you. If you've never felt despair before, that feeling you have might be it.

2: The Super-Motivated Stage

You can absolutely do this! There's nothing stopping you. You can do anything until proven otherwise. Let's begin!

3: Where to Begin?

Motivation rapidly disappears as you realize you don't know where to start and what the assignment is even asking. And you're afraid to ask your lecturer because let's face it, you have procrastinated. You desperately search through books, internet, parents, friends, anything that might help, and you still have no clue.

4: To Hell With It

You don't need school. You can make money anyway. Screw essays and reports! How much do strippers make in an hour?


5: Cracking the Code

You realize stripping might not be for you (especially if you love pizza and hate running, like me) and decide to try and pull yourself together. You find a journal you can use. You have a week left. There is still time. There is still hope. The super hero that is you types out a marvelous (at least pass material) paper, and you walk up (or run, depending on how late you finish) proudly, to turn in what you have. You did it. You're done. Drinks are on me

Have you ever noticed how comfy floors are to sit on? I have. I love sitting on the floor. I don't really know why, though. Maybe it's because on the rare occasion I can actually see it, I am so proud of myself for having tidied up that I just have to sit on it.

You see, I'm not the neatest girl in the world when it comes to my apartment (it's really just a dorm room, but I feel so much more grown up when I say apartment. It does have a bathroom, so...). Every now and again I will have an intense need to tidy it, but usually I can live, even thrive, in the chaos. When I moved to uni, however, keeping my room to a certain standard has become important. I can still thrive in the chaos, don't worry, but we actually have cleaners here. Yes, I know, I am priviledged. They don't get to do their job unless the floors are clear, and, honestly, who would want some stranger to see their bad, messy habits? So tonight the room is getting a makeover.

Another thing that is going to happen tonight is I am going to google how my fridge works, because there's water in it. I don't think there's supposed to be water in it. And I seem to have thrown away the instruction in a moment of insanity.

Wish me luck! I am so easily distracted I will probably only clean for a couple of minutes before doing something entirely different...

xx