While waiting for class to start today, I said to a couple classmates: "Is everyone else as freaked out as I am by the prospect of writing a 25-page paper this weekend?"
They looked at me like I was crazy.
One spoke: "That's not due till week after next. The 10th."
What?! I've been a zombie on the verge of a panic attack for the past day and a half, for nothing?!
I think that because my poetry final is due next week, I got confused and assumed my cultural studies final was due as well.
Whew! Now I'm actually ahead of the game!
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Now, this is the kind of thing that is supposed to happen in certain archetypical dreams. But there is nothing like a deadline extension~,:^)
I have learned two things:
1. No more procrastinating! The stress isn't worth it.
2. It's hard to get the big picture on a Palm-size screen. I'm going to start printing out monthly calendar views once a week.
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