Today was another disappointing day. Granted, the day is not yet over, but it might as well be; after the class that ends in 9:45, I would have to go to sleep, get up at 6:00, and prepare for the presentation that will pretty much dictate my grade in the class (which would either swing between A and B… but anyhow). There was an extra credit opportunity for the class that I will be attending in less than one hour, which is something I probably could have done in about an hour or two but is now lost. Granted, it was only for 15 points (nothing when you consider the grade involved in that class is 500 points), but it would have been nice to get a little cushioning for my grades. I am probably cutting too close for an A right now; I need to get at least 120 out of 130 for getting an A. A-, though (damn you and your plus-minus scales, damn you to hell, except you are a university and you have no soul), I can take easily, with 100 out of 130.
This has been a problem of mine for the longest time. I always put things off until the last minute… I generally do not care for anything until it is almost too late. What would be going in my head when I slack off? …is what my mother would say. Frankly, I do not know. Usually the procrastination is fueled by perceived urgency to do other things, or by pure lethargy—I succumb easily to drowsiness—and when I do things like playing games, it is either for letting out the inner frustrations (and as I am not the best guy at playing games, sometimes it works the other way and I quit even more spent than when I started—waste of time AND energy with NO stress relieved? Sucks!). Of course, these do not account for the random times when I find a neat webcomic and just decide to consume over four hours looking through 300 pages of backlog… I have not read the Dinosaur Comics and Achewood in its entirety for a reason. To look at those takes commitments.
I would look at ways to defeat procrastinations every now and then (when it is not fueled by sleep). So far, though, I have not come up with anything except for the fact that this is inherent, I lack discipline, and I am hopelessly lazy when I have no certain goal that must be reached in the next thirty minutes. I know that there is no magic pill for anything—remember, I was a runner, and I did not get fit (or unfit, for that matter) overnight—but I wish I had some kind of regimen to stick with.

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