Captains Log: Day #579 without a blog post, the due dates for the assignments are drawing nearer and the stress is setting in. My breakfast was too much sugar and a jar of salsa, my mind and my body are faltering, not sure much how much I can take….

and with that, the old Cody dies off alone at sea on a wooden door where there was totally enough room for Jack, and in his place comes the NEW Cody! So dear future self: Don’t be a freakin’ idiot. If you have blogs to do then do them, if you have an assignment to do, then start it when you get it, not a week before it’s due and freak out about time constraints, ‘coz that’s just time. A problem so simple that it could only be made from an issue from someone being so stupid. C’mon man, get yo shiz together. Future you doesn’t want to fail, nor does past/current you. Talking in 3rd person like this feels strange, but I guess that’s the point of a ‘dear future self’; to seem more motivating in seeming as though it was written by someone else. Which technically true as that our memories determine who we are by by the time you read this in the future you’ll have a different set of memories and experiences, thus being a different person… but I digress. You have nice hair and a good taste in music, good job future Cody, don’t change those aspects.
All in all I think the entire point of this is to say don’t be shite, man. I don’t know. it’s difficult thinking right now. Just keep going. Do what you can, and don’t give up, no matter what.

TL;DR – You’re shite. Don’t be,