Thread:Mango Dolphin/@comment-5271031-20130830033332

I'm up late at 10:30 PM, more tired than usual, completing homework. I'm working hard and trying to be quick, considering that the last attempt had it's stuff erased due to the whole program freezing. A perfectionist like me has to keep trying or give up, and that cannot be the case.

My eyes grow heavy as Snowdrop's Lullaby plays and I carefully do my work, dragging my mouse across the screen and choosing the perfect choice, and trying to decide what to include and what not.

And I think to myself: Why am I such a concentrated perfectionist that tried to draw a whole landscape in letters when I could have just colored the text "SCIENCE" all pink for my science journal? 