i just cant get started

That song by You am I has been in my head for the last few days, and has managed to seep into my waking life by way of philosophy. This is week 13, the final week of university for semester one. It is the business end. Shit is due - all at once, shit is due. Lots of shit. I apologise for the lack of an update for a week, and I would like to tell you that it is due to me working studiously away at finishing up these pesky major projects, but the honest truth is I just cant get started. Like a rabbit caught in headlights, frozen by the idea that I need to put fingers to keyboard and punch out some quality musings, while adhering to strict guides and templates of course.

See, the thing is, I know that once i start typing, I'll be fine. I'll punch out one project and move straight on to the next. I'll cut through it like a knife cutting through something. It will flow, then flow faster, until finally I am typing at full speed (20 wpm!), and I will start to actually enjoy what I am doing. Once finished and spell-checked, I'll feel that sense of satisfaction and an elevated interest in the topic at hand. I'll enjoy submitting the document electronically, and will be able to go back to playing with my pokemons, which is really all I want to do right now, without feeling the guilt that I currently feel when I am doing anything other than my homework (like writing this blog entry).

But I just cant get started. I can hear Tim Rogers in my ear, and he wont leave me be.

Right now, my laptop is sitting there, Word open, with my name at the top, student number, and then the word "Title" with a blinking cursor. OK, fuck this. Im going to go and get some food, then when I come back I'm gonna dig in. Dig in hard.

I'll post a decent update after the week is out. MUST FOCUS.