The Importance of Being Lauren

I have been taking college classes since I was 14 years old. I always thought that by the time I reached university level classes I would learn how to stop being a procrastinator, but that is NOT how things worked out. My first full semester of BYU was when I learned how bad it was. I turned in a paper that was only half written after spending the entire night and early morning working my hardest. I somehow got a B+ on that paper, but it was a wake up call that my bad habit needed to change. I got better over the years and only procrastinated slightly, as in I had most of the work done before taking time to slack off. Being in graduate school has not helped very much. I feel like it is slightly easier than undergrad. I am only working one job compared to the three I worked in undergrad. I was working on a graduate school midterm in February and I was having the hardest time completing it. I literally did all of the household chores that needed to get done, I did my laundry, I even mo

Two Saturdays a month I have to drag my butt to the Financial District for grad school classes. This requires getting up early, putting on real people clothes, and gathering my school supplies. It's a 40 minute commute, one transfer, and getting into contact with way too many people (hindsight is 20/20 people, I didn't know a pandemic was going to hit). On this particular Saturday a former roommate came into town and I spend way too much time talking to her, so I missed my usual train. This was a mistake, I should have thought about how busy the trains get around 9:00am, but ya girl was obviously not thinking. Anyway, so the train was packed and I struggled to find space for me and my big ass backpack. I was standing in the middle of the subway car far away from any available support poles, and I was hating my life. A few minutes into the commute a guy tapped me on my shoulder and said, "Hey there's some room over here and you can grab onto the pole." I said &qu