Pressure is a privilege. This was what your tutor told you during your first week, even repeating it during your successive meetings. You were about to train for a sports event. He was spot on, as the week won't be complete without an assignment to work on. There were instances when you have two deadlines during the week. You wanted to throw the towel when you noticed your writing. You improved in a span of a few months. Practice made you a better writer. In fact, you became conscious of your grammar and sentence structure. (You figured out how proofreading could be challenging at times.) There were days when you prefer idleness, as an idea would come up during those moments.
You crave for books.Your parents encouraged you to read at a young age. And you did. (You wanted your mother to read aloud your favorite Children's books. Your older brother outgrown that habit earlier than expected, but not you.) You became a bookworm, which annoyed your sibling. (He didn't want to hear your opinion on Dickens and Haggard.) You read to impress, but it changed during your first year (in the university). You haven't read so many books, such that you were about to experience burnout. You swore off the paperbacks, but you couldn't live without it. Not that you became a heavy reader, but you figured out that reading was the only way to improve your craft. You haven't decided if you wanted to pursue authorship, but you sensed writing would be one of your (career) options.
You embrace procrastination. You're supposed to learn how to follow directions, but you're a visual learner. (You don't grasp a concept right away until a series of trial and error.) It also take some time for you to cooperate and collaborate; you march to the beat of your drum, which your tutor don't mind. But he reminded you to be receptive to the ideas of your coursemates. This forced you to listen to them. You were critical at times, but you managed to keep it to yourself. Not that you don't want to be politically correct, but art could be subjective. Procrastination would be another matter, as this was one skill that must be learned during your time at the English Department. You became good at it in a few months. You could attend a party now and then.
You know what is easy and difficult. Children's books, Young-adult novels, and Adventure fiction would fall into the easy category, while mathematics and science would fall into the difficult category. You didn't fancy figures and theories, but your brother did. This was one of the reasons why you argued with him frequently.