Expectation: Oh yeah, classes cancelled! Alright, now I might as well write down everything I am going to do this weekend. I am going to be so productive. I’m going into like montage mode; I might even climb the Art Museum steps for no apparent reason! I’ll be super prepared for the final stretch of the semester.
Reality: Oh yeah, classes cancelled! Fuck it, I’m sleeping in until the sun sets.
Expectation: Alright, it’s Thanksgiving. I might as well make a nice meal and see if anyone else is left behind.
Reality: I hate it when the sun shines through the window and wakes me up. Wait, my window faces west. Fuck it, is Chipotle open?
Expectation: Alright, I have the whole day to do work. I am going to go to the library, do some research, get some good studying done. I am not leaving Van Pelt until I have something done.
Reality: Woke up at sunset again. Alright, so I haven’t done anything in two days. No need to panic. Hey, it’s Friday night. I might as well have myself a TV and movie marathon. 2 seasons of Adventure Time, 3 Quentin Tarantino movies, and innumerable Ben& Jerry’s pints later: Man, that Philadelphia sunrise is beautiful.
Expectation: Same thing as Friday. I’m finishing everything today!
Reality: It’s 10 AM. I think I should get some sleep.
Expectation: I should have finished everything I sought out to do this weekend by today. I think I am going to spend today chilling watching some cartoons and movies.
Reality: Hey, everyone’s coming back! I think I’m going to go say hi to my friends and ask how their break was. Maybe I can get a few leftovers. Oh, wow, I can’t believe how fast time flies!
Sunday night, the most real night of all: I didn’t do shit this weekend. Oh, I have a 2 midterms and 3 papers due this week? Oh, don’t mind that noise. It’s just me in the fetal position crying myself to sleep.