Another day, another excuse…Why, o why do I love procrastination? I mean, I know I have to do it. I have no other choice, and time is running out.

“I can make the deadline if I start tomorrow…” I tell myself. But, I ain’t fooling anyone with that excuse. I’ll delay the work at hand, I’ll be rushing at the last minute, I wont finish on time, so I’ll hand in the stuff late…which, as my record has stated over and over again, will be expected.

Why disappoint the expectation by finishing on time, specially when many other thoughts have been breaking into my head. Problems with friends, problems with friends, and problems with friends…I should stop having so many friends. I love them, but I haven’t been able to keep up with them lately…I wish I could split myself to please them all.

I hope I can stop this procrastination thing this time…I mean, I should have stopped writing this post and doing my work…But, why?

To Hell with it! I’ll start tomorrow. I hope.