Reflections Of A Muslimah

I slack sometimes. And when I do, I slack really badly. This is one part of me that I really want to make better. The part that gets lazy & doesn't feel like doing any work. The part that somehow or the other ends up reading Isha at 12 or 1 AM regardless of the intention to read it early. The part that leaves the work to be finished till the last minute. The part that leaves things unorganised and loathes the fact that it is left unorganised.

Sometimes I'm normal. At other times, I'm a bad case of a Slack-errr.