It pains me to say it…
…but procrastination blows.
For the most part you can get away with it, and it’s awesome. You write 5-page papers the night before they’re due. You cram for a final for a whole day and night and manage to pull out a decent grade, never having to admit to yourself you would have done better if you studied more over the course of the semester. You scoff at people who make plans and schedules and keep tabs on deadlines and announcements. It doesn’t come back to bite you in the ass until you have to register for classes – especially when you attend a big state college that has thousands of Asians who are eagerly awaiting the second they are able to sign up for 20 credits of classes.
By the time I realized what was up, I ended up having 8:00 AM classes from Monday to Thursday. Fucking shit. It looks like I’m going to have to learn to love coffee.
The only choice left: