60 miles under the ocean

I finally feel like it's time to turn the machine on. I've written my schedule out for the next few days, all dedicated for school. I just finished my paper, I've procrastinated enough. So far so good I guess, later on tonight, I'll have to do another paper and FINISH because I can't allow it to get in my way of Saturday and Sunday. I'm back to the point where I'm so tired I can't sleep. Same shit every semester, but this time my grades won't be smiling.