I have known about this paper for months, but I can't bring myself to do it -- and as someone who never so much as thinks about procrastinating, this is painfully uncharacteristic of me. I'm going to blame it on the fact that American University has allowed me to become lazy and forget how to write papers.
As a college sophomore, this is the first paper I've had to write all semester. I don't know how this happened, but I imagine it's due to the college gods smiling down upon me. (Of course, these are the same gods that make sure that I get into the classes I want, convince me not to change my minor, and give me psychology professors who curve grades. I like to think that I'm a passive participant in my life. It helps me sleep better.) Anyway, what I initially thought of as a blessing has revealed itself as a curse, because my paper is due in 6 days and I'm trying to remind myself how to format footnotes.
(A side note: I realize that for a normal college student, a paper due in 6 days means 5 more glorious days of freedom before the need to sit down and start the paper. I am not a normal student. I am crazy. Really, really, really crazy. I can't explain my irrational urge to finish things at least 3 days before they're due, except maybe my mom didn't let me procrastinate enough as a child. That, and my whole struggle to sleep at night thing.)
So here I am, locked in my house, trying to convince myself that this is just as good of a place to embark on my paper as the library. And it is like the library, sort of -- only with the addition of two cats, three younger brothers, a ridiculous amount of baked goods, and a cacophony of electric guitars, NPR, and vacuuming. College gods, where are you now??!?
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