2020
12 th January 2020 To those who are no longer with me, January. To some it is just that. The first month, the start to a new year. To me, it is the month that likes to try and see me fail. The first week of January is just filled with me saying ‘What day is it?’ on repeat. The second week of January is fill with me procrastinating the work that I should have done over the Christmas break. This year, January is begging to see me fail by way of the fact that I have three deadlines in three weeks, extremely poor planning on the part of my University. Right now, as I sit on my bed having just eaten my breakfast, well brunch, I’m writing this with a game open on my phone, acting as if I don’t have a three-thousand word essay due in on Wednesday, or a two-thousand five-hundred word essay due in the Wednesday after, or that I have a week’s worth of seminar prep to do. This January will not see me fail. The fact that University starts once again tomorrow, and as much as I am dre...