Hurry up, Monday.
Who would have thought that a Monday would offer a ray of sunshine in my otherwise frantic existence? On Monday I will turn in three assignments, have a days' worth of classes and several meetings - and then I will come home and begin a beautiful stretch of days off.
I gave a presentation yesterday, and turned in an ten page case study to accompany it. The presentation was nothing to write home about - and it's mostly because I put off finishing it until the night before. I ended up working on the danged thing until 4:30 in the morning, and then I rolled back out of bed at 7:30 for class.
I am too effing old for this.
This morning I woke up feeling icky and dizzy - almost like a hangover. Seriously, who gets a hangover from homework? It took me almost two hours to shake the feeling, and it was a terrible waste of a half-day off. By the time I felt better, I had to go do a developmental assessment on my friend's five-year-old son for my pediatric class and then come straight to work.
It's strange - no amount of disappointment or self loathing has had any effect on my terrible procrastination habit. I have gotten marginally better, but it still seems that no matter when I start a project, I still find myself working on it clear up to the deadline. When I hand in mediocre work, I'm embarrassed and frustrated with myself. And yet - I continue the bad habit. The strangest part is that once involved in the actual writing of a paper, I enjoy it. Go figure.
So with that, I'm off to do homework. Here's to not being up all night on Sunday...
3 comments:
I think most of the time we're all too effing old for this. Deadlines are designed to kick the soul as far as I can tell. The fact that I'm staring down the barrel of a nasty one right now has no bearing at all of course.
Hang in there. I was exactly the same. Some days my body ached from so much sitting and writing papers. I hated myself for procrastinating, always swore it would be different next time. Finally I just accepted that some of us are deadline writers. I also learned that sometimes good enough is really enough. When it's all said and done, nobody's going to care what your GPA was.
You can do it!
Mr. Atrocity - yipes, good luck!
Patia - thanks for the vote of confidence. "Deadline writers"- that has a much nicer ring to it than does "horrible procrastinator". I'm going with yours. :)
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