My assignment is to enter a writing contest. I have three hours and forty-two minutes until midnight… Now! As long as I have been in school I have been a chronic procrastinator. I have two reasons for procrastinating, they occur at different times, and always in the same order: lack of any sense of urgency, and stress at the immediate due date.  I have two requirements set forth by the assignment: my writing must be 250 words, and I must follow all guidelines for the contest I enter. Now I have decided I should do the assignment. I sit here, staring at my LED monitor waiting for the words to come to me. Looking back, I had dozens of opportunities to finish this, but here I am, struggling through writer's block, ADHD, and anything else I have in my Big Box of Excuses. Three hours and two minutes remain. I am back in this stressful state of trying to half finish the best possible half-baked project. I dread tomorrow. I will come into the classroom and immediately be met by the proud and boastful assaulting me with their glorious writing. I don't care how many independent clauses could be fit into a single sentence, nor do I care how many syllables are each word. I just try to do the best I can in the limited time I have remaining. If nothing else, I know I need to have the bare minimum, but sometimes, that is too just much. {249}