Refuse to lose
I missed a presentation today in my business class that I had absolutely no idea about. Reason being? I PROCRASTINATED in asking exactly when the meeting was. Usually, when my procrastination gets the best of me like this, I, like right now, feel like quitting. I feel like dropping out of school, or breaking a window, or even hurting myself. It's been like this for so long, but you know what? FUCK THAT. There is this negative, Mr. Hyde-esque part of myself that is self-destructive and wants very muchto tear me apart, and keep me down in the gutter. He doesn't give a flying fuck if things are hard for me in school or at work.... he just wants what he wants. I can't live with this fucking asshole side of me anymore. I won't quit. This piece of shit addiction to procrastinating will not keep me down. I will fucking fight and fight until it dies the slow and painful death. I WILL GET MY FUCKING DEGREE!!!!! FUCK YOU, PROCRASTINATION! YOU WILL NOT FUCKING KEEP ME DOWN ANYMORE! I WILL FUCK YOU UP MORE AND MORE WHEN YOU TRY!!! NEVER-A-FUCKING-GAIN will I miss a fucking presentation because of you, you piece of fucking rat shit. You do not own my life, and you do not cotrol me. I was going to quit, and go home, and lie in the fetal position on my couch because of this, but there is no way in blue fuck procrastination is going to bring me to my knees today. Even a devastating blow such as this isn't gonna make me quit. I WILL BEAT THIS FUCKING PIECE OF SHIT DISEASE!!! It makes me want to write more, accomplish more beat it more... because success is like throwing acid onto this evil fucking disease.
Today, as much as I want to get the fuck out of here, I WILL ACCOMPLISH WHAT I WANT TO GET DONE TODAY BEFORE PLAY PRACTICE!!!!!! There is nothing that the disease can fucking do about that.