I'm losing my Perspicacity!!

It's been about two weeks since simpsons have been gone... thats why I sing this sad sad song.
Anyway, I want to transcribe a certain journal entry I made back in the fall for my creative non-fiction class. It's very apt for my current situation....

Well, the journals have a due-date, and I have nowhere close to 30 pages. In fact, I have about an eighth of a page.

I don't know why I do this. I have no sense of time or organization. No matter how much time I have to complete an assignment, I won't start it until I'm reminded of the due-date. This usually means I scramble to get it done at the last minute, and cause myself emormous amounts of stress. But the work gets done. Somehow I'll always have something to turn in, be it a lab report or a five-page paper.

The problem turns out to be that I get very little sleep, and end up with a shoddy result... one that has potential to be much better had I allowed a proper amount of time to finish it.

However, part of me likes it this way: Mainly the lazy part. Also, I work well under pressure. I know that's contradictory, but sometimes I'm pleased with the quality of my work given the little time I had. This makes me wonder (and worry): Am I subconciously making a game out of something I should be taking much more seriously? Do I try to top myself each time by seeing how long I can wait before I start? Sometimes I think I do.

And the worst part is that I have the power to do this! The fact that I keep getting away with inconceivable laziness is not a warning flag for me to get my act together. Sometimes, when working under a crunch situation, I want myself to fail. I really want to be taught a lesson, and for that to happen, something has to blow up in my face.

Perhaps this journal entry thing is just the poison I need to create my antidote of effort! ...probably not.

Well, back to work.