Procrastination and you!
This is an old post pulled from my Xanga (when I had one), and I’m procrastinating to the max:
Well I’ve been chatting to numerous people, asking if they’ve done any of their homework, and 100% of the responses are, that’s right, no.
I recently read an article on procrastination (the article itself was pretty old), but it said that one of the main reasons are parents who are too strict: telling their children how and when to do it, enforcing it one way or another. By doing this, however, the child/teenager/young adult/whatever never really develops their ability to do things on their own when and how they feel like it.
Of course, we remember those days back in elementary school and even Jr. High when we’d always do our homework and get things turned in on time, but only because of one and only one factor: the lack of a social life.
Now that we’re in high school/upper education, we spend more time hanging out with friends than doing homework, except for the ones who don’t have friends (no offense). The point in this point (errr…) is that being a loser, makes you a winner (in terms of not procrastinating of course).
Also, for those who are taking AP and/or Honors classes, these classes tend to be boring, therefore making us even more tired by the end of school. With no energy left whatsoever, it seems impossible now to start homework right after school. So when do we do our homework? In the late hours of the night, of course! But this doesn’t help us feel any better, with late nights, lack of sleep, and even the dreaded all-nighter doesn’t exactly make us healthier, and sometimes our exhaustion shows on our work that we turn in.
To the point of energy and the wanting to do homework, there is only one horrible thing that my parents have really done to me, and that’s making me sleep on the hardwood flooring in my room. Now, I slept on a firm bed (it’s basically a mattress with a plank of wood near the top, so I was already kind of comfortable with sleeping on the floor, but considering the sleeping on the carpet for 2 months while remodeling my room and sleeping on my new hardwood floor for months, it seems that the worse has come. And that is me being comfortableanytime, anywhere. I, personally, think this is the best thing ever, because I can sleep pretty much anywhere, bad side? Yeah. I can’t even stay awake to do my homework.
And so I conclude this (what, essay?) with an excerpt from an IM convo between Shayne and I:
Isn’t it ironic how when we were in elementary school, we bragged about how late we stayed up? But now that we’re in high school, we brag about how early we went to bed.
********47 (10:17:43 PM): ”i fell asleep at 9”
********47 (10:17:44 PM): ”DUDE”
********47 (10:17:46 PM): ”NO WAY”
********47 (10:17:52 PM): ”im so jealous”
Wow, I just typed an essay on procrastination, as my means of procrastination….I should probably get to homework.
