Sleep in on Sunday by accident and skip your soccer game because, ahem, you need to write your essay. The fact it's pouring rain outside has nothing to do with your decision. Call your dad's cell phone a few times during the game to ask how the team is doing and sound like you really feel bad for not being there. Write half of a shitty rough draft before 1pm and feel really proud. Take a long shower and deep condition your hair and do all of the other girly Sunday things. An hour later, go back to writing the draft.

Finish the draft (with no quotes yet and no organization) before dinner and feel really good about yourself for actually getting this far this fast. Print out the draft while you're eating dinner. Grab some coffee and cookies and edit your draft. Remember you have Mass with Danny and Chelle at 6:30, but decide you really need to do this essay, and God will forgive you. TV Guide is practically screaming at you, Open me! Krista...I know you want to know what's on TV tonight!. Resist it, until 6:50 when you have a feeling that Supermodels is on at 7. It is, so you watch that while fixing your essay, and cry when Karen is cut from the group (I wanna be a supermodel - and my hair will shine like the sea - and everyone will wanna look just like me - cuz I'm young, and I'm hip - so beautiful - I'm gonna be a supermodel...). Essay is still 574 words over the limit. But that's okay, that is far better than not having enough words, right?

Three episodes of back-to-back Simpsons starts at 8, so you turn off the TV for 1/2 hour and do some more editing. Simpsons prove to be really distracting, so for the next hour you get nothing done.

The 9pm mark is a little bit of a wake-up call because ideally you'd like to be in bed in a couple hours. Essay still sucks really badly and even with editing you're still 400 words over. Damn you and your tendency for wordiness. Keep the third episode of Simpsons on, but turn down the sound a little bit. Doesn't seem to help much because it's a Hallowe'en special and Hallowe'en is your favourite holiday and basically, you're obsessed with Hallowe'en and anything to do with Hallowe'en. That reminds you, call Tami and ask her about the UBC/SFU/BCIT Hallowe'en pub crawl on Saturday. Talk to Tami for a while on the phone, discuss how you're going to get there on Saturday, discuss what you're going to wear, freak out because neither of you have costumes yet.

Turn off the TV at 9:30 and seriously edit your essay. Realize then that your introduction makes no sense whatsoever. An hour and a half later, you're still 300 words over, but you don't think it sounds TOO too awful. Chat on MSN for a while, discuss the latest boys with Shannon, discuss how Mass was with Blake, start writing in your diary for no reason at all, besides the fact you're stalling in finishing up your essay. This all seems too easy. You're usually up until 3 in the morning doing this shit. It's only 11 pm, what's going on here?

Write your ex-boyfriend a short e-mail just saying that you hope he had a good race yesterday and that everything is going okay, that you miss him and love him, and good luck on his exams when he gets home. Coincidentally, the subject of ex-boy comes up in conversation right then with Blake, and Blake tells you that he talked to him yesterday and he came in 4th at the Pan-Am games. Which is so incredibly amazing. Feel a mixture of pride and jealousy. You wanted to be the first to know how he did. Grr.

E-mail your essay to your friend, who reads it and then tells you the conclusion sucks. Well, what the fuck does he know? He's failing first year English. Read over your conclusion, and it really does suck, so freak out and try to think of a way to change it. Change the last sentence to a very corny, "...and therefore establishing The Canterbury Tales as one of the finest pieces of literature in English history." Whatever. It's almost midnight now. This is more like it. Think of a title. You hate thinking of titles, and hardly ever title stories you write because of this.

You're done and it's 12:30, so congratulations. That was a Krista essay completed about three hours ahead of schedule.

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