Is it sloth that keeps me in my chair? Apathy? Routine? Or something more, like a tendency self-destruction, knowing that the longer I sit here, the more I am screwing myself out of a productive day.

Is it so difficult to do my best? So difficult to work for my own benefit? Not at the expense of others, mind - the only one who would get hurt if I studied hard and achieved good grades is, well, I guess someone who didn't want me to do so. And why would I continue to sit here and contemplate how long I can go before I really run out of time just so that that hypothetical person would win?

This is the way we motivate, we motivate, we motivate... Competition. It gets the adrenaline pumping.

And like I always say, the most difficult part is actually starting.

Go on, silly girl. You've got work to do.

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