Sitting in my humid dark bedroom, blankly staring at the brightly lit monitor in front of me, I zone out as my friends talk, sitting with me in this game lobby waiting for each other to finish up the zoom meeting we’re supposed to be in. The computer to my left, the teacher talking to us about some homework, I think it’s something about the history homework that’s just under the monitor, untouched with the pen needed for it still in the bag on the back of my chair. My big slouch in the chair makes me more tired, while the sun hitting my messy bed in the other corner of the room, making the room a pleasant, while the broken lightbulb stays dusty and unchanged. It’s somewhere in the middle of the day, probably rush hour. As I zone out, I clearly hear the honking cars and the train across the street from me screeching. The loud music and revving engines here and there. The PS4 is getting heated, the fan sounds just a bit less loud than the cars, but clearly heard over my friends talking about how good they’re doing in their classes.

I’m thinking of what my friends are talking about, and then I snap out of it. I take the black and green headset off and lay it next to the blue bowl. I notice I haven’t left my room since before I got food last night, and it’s almost rush hour. My tank top and my pants surely need to be washed. I can smell a sweaty odor coming from my armpits, my stomach grumbling since I was too lazy to even leave my room this morning. I hear my family on the other side of the door behind me in the living room having a fun time watching some TV, my friends still talking about their grades getting ready to start a game. Slowly spinning my chair clockwise to face the door, I see the two empty gallons bottles of water and the misplaced slides and shoes, the laundry bag to the right of me filled with clothes that need to also be washed. Slowly I zone back out, thinking of how much of a horrible procrastinator and person I am, for sitting in this semi-lit dirty room, constantly missing grades that could easily be done. For having untouched work, horrible hygiene, sleep deprivation from staying up all night for completely no reason, missing out spending time with my family just because I don’t feel like it. I won’t become a senior if I stay like this. My friends will graduate with big smiles and their diploma while I’m just there. Unacceptable. I have to bring it back or I will regret it too much.