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My lack of motivation lately is really driving me crazy...crazier

Its currently half 1 in the morning, and I've just finished writing an introduction for an essay due in on Thursday.....an essay that I have 5 chapters to read for, and I have not yet watched a single module video for. And yep that's right, I am instead sat here writing on a blog, because well you know, I'm already years behind an extra 5 minutes wont make much difference.

I'm at a point were I could be locked in room with no windows, and only my textbook to read, and I would be trying to do headstands rather than reading.

The annoying thing is I have so much passion for what I'm studying, and the career I want to pursue in the future, yet I still keep failing to pick up a book.

My dog is currently curled up on the edge of my bed, giving me evils for typing away at this stupid time.....but hey at least I have an introduction, maybe tomorrow I will somehow convince myself to read.....or failing that I will nap instead!

I definitely underestimated how much my head would mess up my studying...silly mind

I'm now going to go and read forums, because hey, that's an important part of writing an essay!

So after being ahead of uni work since I started, I am now behind, urgh.

Why does everything always seem to happen at once.

So about 3 weeks ago I had an awful ear infection, so spent a week on antibiotics, in bed, and in pain.....just as I started to feel a bit better, someone decided now was the perfect time to give me a cold....as I'm sure everyone knows, having a cold is not fun.

However I was not going to let a cold stop me.....instead life decided it would join in. Because of course as fate would have it, my brothers house completed on the same weekend new furniture would arrive at mine....so a whole week of packing, sorting out, and a weekend of moving my brother back home, new bedroom furniture arriving, and of course I was left in charge of the little monkey (my niece she is two)....so I got out of moving furniture one day, to instead, paint, colour, flood the house, hoover up glitter what felt like 20 times, and laugh at a million unfunny things little monkey found hilarious.

But Monday arrived....and low and behold, a week full of meetings, and groups I had to attend, plus my cold decided to come back with a vengeance. But its okay, because I will spend the weekend catching up.....or not.

Instead everyone seemed to be at work, or helping my brothers ex move, or out shopping etc etc.....so yep, again I had a day of pretending to enjoy playdoh for what felt like hours, when in reality it only entertained her for 10 minutes.

Now don't get me wrong, spending time with my niece is one of my favourite things to do.....but uni work and kids, don't go together well.

So here I am, its now Tuesday the 6th of December, and I'm weeks behind. And of course, my plan to get up today, and spend the day doing uni work decided it wanted a friend. So I'm sat here in agony (mother nature is a bitch) doesed up to the max trying to do uni work, whilst wishing for just a couple of days a month I was a man.

But its December, its cold outside, its dark all the time...who wants to go out anyway, I'm sure spending half of the month in my pyjamas, staring at a laptop will be much more fun.....

Fuck you life...and fuck you illness, I will catch up.

So only being able to write 250 words for the first tma felt so difficult....

So being allowed 750 words should be easier right?

WRONG!!!

I'm pretty sure half off what I write is waffle.... but I like waffles, potoato waffles...belguim waffles with maple syrup

Back to the tma, I write my essay get to a point were I'm somewhat okay with it (it's only the first draft after all).....

So pretty impressed with myself i decide to word count.....at this point I'm thinking I may have to add a few words.....how wrong was I

1200

That's close enough to 750 right?

And damn it I haven't done the in text citations yet....

I best get deleting