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How to write an essay


What to do when you have an essay due. The obvious thing to do would be to head down to the library and write the essay, leaving yourself plenty of time to edit and print the piece before it's due. However, most student's don't tend to do this. This is what i wish i had done with my recent essay. But i decided not to. Instead i made cookies, cleaned my flat (much needed and in all honesty very overdue) and invited my friends over to watch Disney films, before having a mass pillow fight. Because that's obviously the best way to get an essay done and ensure that you get a good grade.
In the end i was awake at 1 am the day the essay was due, frantically writing before begging a friend to print it for me and running down to the office to hand it in before 12.

My recommendation for all other students tempted to do the same would be to avoid the urge. try not to procrastinate and get the essay done at least a week before the deadline. This will allow for a relaxed submission and a nice restful night of sleep.

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