I know that I’m the opposite of a procrastinator to the most extreme degree. I started studying french the first week of summer. I finished my history reading by the first week of July. I’m 90% done with my English homework. But I still hate days when I accomplish absolutely nothing. Which equals today. I highlight half of the first chapter of my textbook. I read a bit for the SAT. But everything else was just fun. I drew an ostrich, went school shopping, went out to breakfast, made a memory book page, looked over a few SAT words. And that’s all.

I only got seven hours of sleep last night, though. That changes perspective.

Ugh. I still hate not succeeding in finishing anything.