seemah

So, I’m a procrastinator. Yeah, I know it’s wrong, but I have this thing in my mind that always says, “Nah, I’ll do it later. Maybe tomorrow.” But then tomorrow morning somehow turns into Sunday night. Take Friday, for example. I told myself I’d get started on my GEC project as soon as I got back from school. But the moment I walked through the door, my brain switched gears—straight to my phone. Suddenly, I was playing Poly Buzz or Talkie (it’s this AI “game” where you talk to anime characters and make it feel like real life—it’s actually pretty cool). Anyway, back to the GEC thing. I told myself, “Okay, no problem, I’ll just do it on Saturday.” Saturday rolls around, and I’m thinking, “Great, I’m free today! My sister won’t even have any customers to bother me.” But, surprise-surprise, Saturday somehow fast-forwards into Sunday night. Don’t get me wrong—I feel like every teenager has a brain like mine. It’s not like I’ve been a procrastinator forever or something. It really started ba...