don’t blame me
I am, though I used to deny it, a total crammer.
Yeah, sure, I got myself a 2005 desk planner even before 2004 ended. OK, so got it in November — NOVEMBER! — so I could plan January, I said. And I *did*.
At this day, I was going to start my thesis. At this day, I was going to do so-and-so part of my thesis, therefore supposedly making progress. On that day, I’m going to get myself a copy of the stupid, over-priced CMSC 142 manual so I could finally get a point, even a single point, in my quizzes. On this other day, I was supposed to start studying C++ so I could participate in my Image Analysis class.
Yeah, I planned, all right.
But it doesn’t necessarily follow that I actually did what I wrote there.
It didn’t follow.
Now, before you roll your eyes and say, “Ah, there she goes again ranting about how she isn’t doing anything yet”, I’m going to contradict that already. I wrote today to say that I actually accomplished *something*.
We have this report in STS (a totally boring subject for seniors, but, ironically, only seniors get to take this course) later today… acutally, it’s in about an hour from now. Our group knew about this since last week, and we’ve been throwing ideas here and there… Yeah, we’re a very active group, as opposed to practically every other group I’ve had the last four years. Anyways, we’ve been ‘planning’ our report, but we never put anything on paper. We never had a *real* group meeting (we just accidentally bump into each other in Vega almost everyday this week). We never actually had a concrete decision as to how we’re going to do deliver our report.
Until 9:00 a.m. today. A measly 2 hours before our class.
We met for our first meeting at 8 a.m. today, put our sleepy heads together, and generated a pretty long paper (3 pages!), a report — and even a game before that — in an hour.
As negligible as this report may be — and, as weird and shallow as I could sound right now — I was totally excited to remember that I work well under pressure. No, scratch that. I work *only* under pressure, I think. I mean, no matter how much I actually want to start early, I end up doing things barely before deadline.
So, I suppose there’s hope for me yet.
Ha-HA! Graduation, here I come!!!
