I'm fairly sure I'm one of the most unproductive people in existence. I realised today I have managed to make it to week six of this semester without doing any work. I don't know whether to laugh or cry.
I don't think it helps that I have pretty much no direction in life. I have no long term plans, hell, I don't even have any short term ones. I don't even know what I'm going to have for dinner tonight.
I should probably be doing a lot of work before uni tomorrow but instead I keep getting "distracted". I've managed to waste a fair bit of time today riding my horse, making my Twitter look nice (follow me!) and writing this poor blog entry.
Action brings good fortune. Surfing the net, I'm not so sure.