Tell me about it. I am always ecstatic to show off some things from school, including my college essay. Rather than an actual essay, I retold a story about something in order to make it stand out, and my teacher's exact words were, "I am at a loss of words." We'll have to wait for the lady from the college fair come in to determine whether or not it would be best to leave it as such or change it, but she was really happy with it. (There's my brag for the day.)
Trust me, it's not easy. You need to make a balance between work and pleasures (in a clean sense). For example, to get my reading done for Henrietta Lacks this evening (4 chapters), I periodically stopped to play the Smash Bros Demo, just one round at a time, in order to not go crazy. That, and other things you come up with, make it more tolerable in the long run to get things done.