English Essays

-My night is ruined, sitting in front of the computer for hours on end, butt aching. This is yet another night of having to write an English essay. Once again I've waited until the last night possible night to write this, and I'm paying the price. I already know this is going to be an incredibly long night. The hardest part other than the actual writing itself is concentrating.
Constantly checking my Facebook, or getting food is what I'll be doing all night. At some poin I'll just walk around aimlessly. These are the nights I absolutely dread. Concentrating while writing a paper is not my thing, and why I have waited until nine p.m. the night before is beyond me.
Once I start writing it is not so bad. Only getting a sentence or two at a time though, I know it's going to be a late night for me. I try to convince myself that it won't take hours, but deep down K know it will. I hurridly type random nonsense, trying to get anything I can. When I hit the one page mark, typing single-spaced I'm absolutely thrilled. I create some chessey, garbage conclusion and rush to save and print. The sound of the printer spitting out my excuse for a paper is magic to my ears. The second it comes out I yank it out, throw it in my folder, and run off to bed.