It's done. Worth ten percent of my grade and after weeks of supposedly working on it, my Issues Paper for English is turned in. Phew. After all that procrastination, I (of course) re-made my eternally existent (and never yet achieved) goal to not procrastinate. Yet, somehow, here I sit, at 1:04 in the morning, at good ol' Walter. (aren't commas fun?) Typing away. I love using fragments because. I can. Grammar rules stinks and I've had enuf with this whole speling thing to last a liftime. Rules such as passive voice don't have to be followed unless so desired. And since this is my blog and not a strict paper with too many guidelines, I'm gonna write good. The way I want to.
Ha ha actually it wasn't too bad. And when it did get to the crunch time, I knew it was my fault so I couldn't blame anyone else for my predicament. The definition of crunch time will be best demonstrated by my schedule today.
10 am-12 noon Library
1:30 pm-3 pm Library
4 pm-6:30 pm Library
9:45 pm-11:55 pm Library
Total hours spent working on my paper in the library today: SEVEN.
Seven hours and ten minutes of sitting at a computer, staring at the screen, desperately trying to make sense of my jumbled sentences and connect random pieces of information together. Thank goodness for kind souls who suffered through my paper with me.
Which brings me to my two angel editors of the day:
You need a good paper; you bring it to these two. Tooth-hurty.
Janel helped me make it longer and advised me with the organization of my paper. She probably received at least 4 or 5 different drafts via email in the past 48 hours. Lucky her. Ryan brutally threw out passive voice construction, semi-colons, more passive voice, "thus"s, passive voice, run-on and wordy sentences, and yes, passive voice. Either he really really really finds true joy and pleasure in editing and hashing badly written papers...or he likes me a lot. (It's still a toss-up.)
Thank you, both of you. Thanks (and sorry) to all of my roommates who get to deal with a crabby girl who has been sitting a lot too long. Thanks to everyone that doesn't get offended if I accidentally glare at when I pass them on the sidewalk because I'm trying not to fall over from sleep deprivation. Thanks for not asking me about the best treatment methods for anorexia nervosa or how to look something up on the library's website.
Don't worry, I'm not going to make this procrastination thing a habit.
Well, it's not too late, right? What's that quote that says it's never too late to be the person you wish you would have been...?
Done. I'm going to bed.
P.S. I'll keep you posted (literally) on how well I did on the paper.