Dear Diary, I hate weekends.
Today is my day off. I woke up neither late nor early. I've been feeling pretty...unwell since this morning.I hate days when I don't have to go anywhere. I feel like a vegetable
I actually have a lot of things to do today.
I need to study.
But I'm lazy. Well, that's not the case.. I have no motivation. Not even that, it's like fear. Some kind of fear that the tasks set today are too big. I don't want to explain
I know that if I continue to do nothing, I will regret it tonight. That's why I hate weekends. Weekends when there are no external incentives to act. I need to motivate myself.
But the weather outside is so nasty...it's cold at home...Damn, I need to stop writing this and go do something. I'm going to prioritize today's tasks, as we were told in one of the lectures.
Damn, it's already 2 o'clock in the afternoon. What the fuck