I don't know what it is or why I put myself through this every time with every assignment, but I always, always always, leave things for the last minute. And when I say last minute, I don't mean it metaphorically last minute. I literally mean the last minute. For example, my American Revolution Lit paper was due two weeks ago, and I finished the last sentence an hour before I leave for class (only because I had one other assignment that was also due before class haha). Although that one was not entirely my fault (sister's wedding going on and all), I still somehow wrote 12 pages out of no where over night and then still made it to class without being too overly late.
And then here I am again. I spent all of Friday and Saturday eating, sleeping and generally just bumming around. In fact, I spent most of today (Sunday) doing nothing as well. I finally got around to starting my paper at 11 PM when the paper is due tomorrow afternoon. I've done 2.5 pages and have about 7.5 left. That I plan on finishing after I come home from dropping my brother off at 730. If I am able to successfully take a nap from now till 730 then I think I should be able to BS my way through the rest of it. I know what to write, just gotta put it down in words and make it to the 10th page.
I guess I procrastinate because I have become so used to doing everything last minute that if I don't feel that urgent need/push to finish off whatever it is that I need to, I just don't get the same drive to finish it. I guess part of the problem (at least for this assignment) is that I'm not that interested in to begin with. I think if I was, I would be much more invested and finish this off a lot earlier. I mean, I did write a 25 page paper on Shakespeare's Midsummer Night's Dream (Nonsexual Platonic Relationships in MSND) without much trouble few semesters ago. And then The Origin Zombie Culture and Its Affect on Western Culture, a 6.5 pager that I wrote Friday morning in a few hours. The paper I'm writing now is The Myth of Hermaphroditus and Salmacis--Why Hermaphroditus is Visually a Woman First. Le boringgg... hopefully something will ignite in me and I can pull this off.
Either way, the effects of cafe con leche and Cuban coffee has finally worn off. I will nap and the resume this torturous writing assignments.
Goodnight (morning??) from my end of the world!
-M
Monday, April 22, 2013
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