It's 4am and I'm sitting at my desk, coffee in hand, ready to write a report. Procrastination? Nope. (Well, partial, but I'll explain.) Staying up all night like a crazy person for whatever reason? Nope. Insomnia? Nope. This is a planned, alarm-clock-set, go-to-bed-early-the-night-before type of event.
I guess everyone has study/work preferences and I honestly work better at four in the morning, especially when I have like six/eight hours free ahead of me. It's so nice because the world around me is asleep, the house is silent, there are no distractions and my mind (once I'm awake, which takes about two minutes, plus or minus some coffee) is unusually clear. At least, much more so than it would be during 7 - 11pm.
I'm trying to get a summer research proposal together so (hopefully) I can get another research scholarship at the end of the year. They released all the information a few weeks ago and I've been hunting for a supervisor with no luck until just this past Friday. Now, with the deadline being while I'm away at Invercargill, I really need to (start and) finish my proposal before I leave, which is Wednesday. My supervisor (who is LOVELY and BRILLIANT -- I sure do know how to pick 'em!) and I came up with a project idea on Friday morning, and I'm meeting up with him again on Monday morning to go over/edit my written proposal which I assured him I could (start and) finish over the weekend.
Oh, man. If I don't get funded, I'll be gutted. Not just because it's actually a really cool idea (about thyroxine with clinical relevance), but because I woke up at 4am for it. Now that's dedication.
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