Procrastination only makes you feel worse anyway.

No, Rebecca. No. Quarter past midnight on a Tuesday morning in the middle of a large Independent Study Tasksheet on J.S. Bach’s over-2-hours-long “Mass in B Minor” that needs to be in in a matter of hours and will take you about twice as long as you have to complete it is NOT, NOT, I repeat, NOT an appropriate time to randomly update your sorely neglected diary re: starting University and your course and your residence and your love of the Welsh word “cwtch” and what you ate for tea today and important phone conversations with people you sorely miss and how your flatmate James reacted when you broke his last pint glass.

So don’t even think about it.