[CM1145 #9] The reason I did not do my research paper over the reading break

Okay, so since day one of the semester I said, "I have the perfect plan! A full week of doing nothing, I can totally spend an hour a day and get almost my entire research paper done! I won't be stuck the last week hating myself for not doing it sooner!" Yeah, guess what. We now have, what, three weeks of school left? Maybe a bit left? The most I've done towards my reasearch paper is pick an idea and think of the basic story line. But I will start it tomorrow! [Sarcastic point of my procrastination.]

So basically up until maybe two days before the reading break my plan was set and stone. I had picked out what to research and when. "Day one, research the life of a black slave. Day two, research the life of a black slave owner. Day three, research their relationship." (My paper is a researched short story on the life of a slave in America.) So, anyway, the reading break started.

Day one: Get out of school at 2:30, go to work at 5:00. Productivity equals zero.
Day two: Wake up and do probably nothing, I don't remember, then work from 3:00 to 10:00. Productivity equals zero.
Day three: Wake up and begin preparing for a fun night of movies! Get six Gerard Butler films (including his best works Phantom of the Opera and P.S. I Love You obviously.) Pick up Rebecca, and go to Wal-mart. Buy junk food. Go to Subway. Buy partially healthy food. Find Kenzie. Watch movies all night while doing hair and nails. Get to sleep at 6:00am. Wake up to a very rude banging on the door (I mean common, we have a door bell missy) at 10:00am. Eat food. Go to Walmart. Chill for the rest of the day feeling dead and re-watching Phantom of the Opera, because on four hours of sleep, I don't think many brains function properly. Mine definitely does not.
Day four: Wake up still feeling very tired (I try to wake up around 9 or 10 on days like today to try and fix my sleeping schedule). I still felt pretty tired (It's Tuesday by now) so I watch a couple of the Gerard Butler movies that I had that we didn't get a chance to watch the previous night. Wasted another day, but feeling less tired. Go to sleep at 10:00pm.
Day five: Realize it is already Wednesday. Study for the physics I have on Monday. Do one hour of my math assignment. Do half hour of Chemistry homework.
Day six: Study physics, all day.
Day seven: Study physics until 5:00. Go to work.
Day eight: Study a lot of physics. Realize I also have an essay due Monday. Do pretty much entire essay. Return to studying physics, and a touch of Chemistry, because I have a test on Wednesday.
Day nine: Work 9:30am to 6:00pm. Get home, write conclusion for essay and edit it. Study biology for about an hour (I have a test on Thursday) then study Physics for the rest of the night.
School was resumed the next day.

So needless to say, I did not even start my research paper, because I had an extremely busy week following the break. I socialized a whole two days of the week long break. University life is so depressing. (Unless you're super cool and party every night than Sunday realize you didn't finish your essay and didn't study for any of your tests. Seriously, who has time to party? I would of probably had to be admitted to the Waterford if I did that.)

Anyways, moral of the story, work hard, still don't get your work done. University is hard. Gonna  have to live with it. I will not regret it in five years.

[CM1145 #8] Things you find on the internet while researching.

We are currently writing a causal argument, I am writing mine on the effects of vegetarianism on a human body. Naturally, being a vegetarian for three years, it makes it easier for me to pick out the information that is true, and the information that is people not knowing what they are talking about.

One post I stumbled upon was a 28 year old male, who after eight years is deciding to give up vegetarianism. He wrote an essay on his reasoning. He implies it's because he's "bullied" in a way. (Honestly I think that's kind of weak,who cares if people are telling you they love meat? Get over it and eat some lettuce.) Anyway, I've reworded one of his statements (very slightly) and this is his opinion.

"Telling a vegetarian you would never be able to give up meat is like telling the only black person at a party that you have black friends."

I'd like to ask, how on Earth are those two even related. I can see where he's coming from, if he finds himself insecure over the way people see him, but honestly, people say they would never be able to give up meat all the time. I do not care, they love meat, I love veggies. Woohoo for love of different things.


Also, on a side note, I bought "Left Neglected" by Lisa Genova, and although I do not have the time, and I said I was waiting until after exams to read again, I've read a little past the first chapter. (Anyone who knows me that having the time to read a chapter in a book at my own leisure is about equivalent to lady bugs and butterflies killing us all.) In order to get this free time, I once again put off my research paper, which I was supposed to do over the Reading break, but thats another story, for another blog.