I'm in highschool. And every once in a while, I'll get this difficult test, and you know I make this excuse to myself that I already reviewed the material on my own time, and that studying isn't _really_ neccessary. The next thing you know, I'm suddenly bored. So I turn on my computer and either work on my site and get so into it it's like 11:30 and I'm bloodshot, and slowly go down to the pantry and get myself some french vanilla coffee or I fall asleep in front of the computer. I'm awaken at around 4 in the morning by the sound of my computer beeping at me because I'm pressing too many keys at once. But then I study.

Then I know I've made a mistake. So I go downstairs and grab my backpack, get my books out and carry them at 4 up to my room. I study until around 7 when my alarm clock goes off and I get ready for school. When I get there, I take the test.

"What do you mean you got a 35?" Is usually the next thing that I hear that I actually pay attention to. "But dad.. I studied for three hours!" I say, usually still bloodshot. He says oh its that damn computer and then I do it all over again. Thats how it used to be. But now, I reallized, just like said before, you have to be a well rounded person. So I've cut the computer time, and given the french vanilla coffee a rest. Ok, maybe not that. But I've cut the computer time


Regards,
Silentstalker