Intellects Who Procrastinate

Intellects Who Procrastinate

You can't make diamonds without pressure!


Did you grow up constantly showered with praise for your intellect?

Did your peers express jealousy? Did they always want you apart of their group projects?

I remember growing up and taking reading-level tests in elementary school to identify which sections of the library I could access. I distinctly recall getting our printed results back and seeing my reading level past college. I was ecstatic, proud, and determined to read and learn.

But now...I can't remember the last time I picked up a book for fun. I can't say I've been outside to enjoy the breeze and sunshine with a novel in hand. It's most probably because my schedule has picked up in both demands and busy time. I feel exhausted coming home from long days, and the last thing I'd want to do is read a book.

Other students probably can't relate. I can imagine a select few people able to switch off their social media and enjoy a few chapters before drifting off to sleep. My brain just isn't wired like that. I need ten times the effort just to cool down, let alone switch off. It's hard when you have so many things on your mind: to-do lists, shopping lists, weekend plans, homework reminders, test schedules, money issues, outfit ideas, essay drafting...all of it!!!

I don't know how I got through high school. I never exactly had study skills, mainly because school had always come easily to me. Now that I'm in college, the material is so much harder and more demanding of me. I simply cannot bring myself to sit down and study. My thoughts wander... I get distracted... I get tired... Suddenly I'm in bed napping at 3 in the afternoon. Trust me. The same thing happens even if I'm at the library across campus. I don't know what to do!!!

I procrastinate writing essays. I used to have the most foolproof method of organizing and spacing out homework and due dates. Now I just survive day by day, completing assignments right before class if not at midnight the night before. I started waiting until two-ish days before an essay's due date to start writing it.

For some reason, my grades haven't been affected by my self-destructive habits. I maintain As, ironically. My essays are golden. My homework is right and on time.

I don't understand why I can't stop procrastinating, because nonetheless I don't like it. I suppose my inner me is completely chill with having extra nap time while keeping the good grades, otherwise my anxiety would spiral.

I'm not sure of the purpose for writing about this experience if not to hope that someone relates. The stigma behind procrastination shouldn't dig so deeply into those that actually get away with it. It definitely is a hard trick to master, but once the bells and whistles are under control, it turns into a hard habit to drop.

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When You Make A Girl An Aunt, You Change Her World In All The Best Ways

When you make a girl an aunt, you make her the happiest girl in the world.


My brother and his wife recently blessed our family with the sweetest bundle of joy on planet earth. OK, I may be a little bias but I believe it to be completely true. I have never been baby crazy, but this sweet-cheeked angel is the only exception. I am at an age where I do not want children yet, but being able to love on my nephew like he is my own is so satisfying.

When you make a girl an aunt, you make her a very protective person.

From making sure the car seat is strapped in properly before every trip, to watching baby boy breathe while he sleeps, you'll never meet someone, besides mommy and daddy of course, who is more concerned with the safety of that little person than me.

When you make a girl an aunt, you give her a miniature best friend.

There is something about an aunt that is so fun. An aunt is a person you go to when you think you're in trouble or when you want something mom and dad said you couldn't have. An aunt is someone who takes you to get ice cream and play in the park to cool down after having a temper tantrum. I can't wait to be the one he runs to.

When you make a girl an aunt, she gets to skip on the difficulty of disciplining.

Being an aunt means you get to be fun. Not to say I wouldn't correct my nephew if he were behaving poorly, but for the most part, I get to giggle and play and leave the hard stuff for my brother.

When you make a girl an aunt, you give her the best listening ears.

As of right now I only listen to the sweet coos and hungry cries but I am fully prepared to listen to all the problems in his life in the future.

When you make a girl an aunt, you make her the best advice giver.

By the time my nephew needs advice, hopefully, I will have all of my life lessons perfected into relatable stories.

When you make a girl an aunt, you make her a number-one fan

Anything you do in life sweet boy, I will be cheering you on. I already know you are going to do great things.

When you make a girl an aunt, she learns what true love is.

The love I have for my nephew is so pure. Its the love that is just there. I don't have to choose to show love every day, I don't have to forgive, I don't have to worry if it is reciprocated, it is just there.

When you make a girl an aunt, you make her the happiest person in the world.

I cannot wait to watch my precious nephew grow into the amazing person that I know he is going to be.

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Goodbye School, Hello Real World

I'm ready for ya!


It's starting to hit me.

I've been in school, year after year, since kindergarten. Maybe even pre-school!

Now, I'm about to graduate with my bachelors in communication and I couldn't be more proud of myself. I'll say it. I often sugarcoat it or suppress it but d*mn it. I'm going to applaud myself. It was hard work. It took a lot of motivation, determination, (caffeine), and willpower to get to where I am today. I worked my ass off.

That being said, I can't help but think... What is life without due dates? What is life like without scrambling to turn in an assignment that's due at 11:59 PM? What is life like with actual sleep? Sleep? I don't know her.

Like I keep telling my boyfriend and my parents, I don't have it all figured out. At least not right now. But I will, and I'm in no rush to land my dream job right now. If anything, I want to take a year to myself. I want to travel. I want to sleep in if I d*mn well please! I want to read as many books as I want. I want to write till my fingers fall off (OK, maybe not that).

You get the jist.

I'm free. I can do and be whatever I want. And you know what? That's terrifying.

I'm lost. I've followed this structure for so long. Now what?

I don't have all the answers yet. But for now, at least right at this very moment, I'm so thankful to have been able to receive such an amazing education. And to be able to say I'm graduating with my bachelors in communication at 21 is an accomplishment in itself.

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