Distractions (64 of 90)

Weekends never fail to make me late on postings. Here's yesterday's post.

In which I mildly complain again:

School. The semester is finishing up. And along with that comes the hell hole of final projects. In every class of course. I'm hoping I'll be able to finish them all. I think I will be. I just need to buckle down.

But I don't want to. There are other things I want to be doing. Friends to see. Places to be. Things to do. Outside of school. Well, outside of school work. It's all school related. Because once the semester's over, who knows when I'll see them again. You know? Semester ends, and everyone goes their separate ways. And I'd like to get in as much time with them as I can before hand. Which is why I don't particularly complain when people ask to do something and I'm clearly supposed to be writing.

Who says I can't write and hang out with people at the same time?

Logistics really. It's almost impossible. I just have this inherently hard time doing productive things around them. Sometimes I can over come it, most times I can't. I'm hoping I get better at it. But the thing is, I hardly ever get substantially distracted by the people. Generally, we're all pretty good about attempting to keep to ourselves and finish work. I get distracted by well, distractions. Movies. Music. Cats. Mostly movies. I have come to accept that I cannot be productive with a TV on. That's probably why I never turn it on. I can't watch a movie and do homework. I end up watching a movie with an unwritten paper on my lap. Which I can live with. But throw in movie and friends and paper. And we have a problem. I can only manage two at once apparently. Or at least I can't juggle How To Train Your Dragon and Mortal Kombat with homework. That might be a key factor.

But I'll probably continue to (not) put up a fight when people ask to do things. Because they seem to have found my weak spot. Damn them.

Quote of the Day:

"Friendship is love without his wings."
- Byron