I thought I had struggles week one, but here I am sitting across from Starbucks at one a.m. in what I currently believe to be the comfiest chair in existence. Listening to the best throwback radio station ever. And instead of doing my politics or Spanish homework I’ve chosen to write this. Ah yes, just a glimpse of what has become my daily ritual. Procrastination.
Procrastination has become my middle name as well as a serious hobby of mine. Don’t believe me? Do you believe me when I say I have barely cracked open my politics book, and the midterm is this week? I've gotten to a point of needing to be saved. I’m in a massive slump. A rut of not getting things done and instead taking breaks. Maybe not physical breaks, but at least mental ones.
These breaks consisting of endless social media sprees while either lying down or sitting upside down in a chair. Yes, it is possible, yes I do this frequently. I know that during this time I have a million other things I could be doing. Such as starting my homework, calling my parents or even doing laundry. But instead, I constantly choose to ignore responsibility and side with procrastination.
Even while writing this, I’ve taken five breaks in a half hour just to check my phone, danced around, called my mom and even change the font. The font always ends up being the same in the end, so there was no reason; just the sole purpose of procrastination. To do anything other than work, even on this article which is something I find fun.
I even thought how writing this article about procrastination is a form of procrastination, even though it is also something I have to get done. So what would this be? I think it’s a clever distraction. A better form of procrastination than scrolling through Twitter, seeing the same meme 20 times in a row. Or through Instagram, seeing the same posts over and over.
Heck it even took me three days to write this. I kept pushing it off, telling myself I had more time later; or that I just needed to clear my mind. All lies I told myself to push off doing work. I doubt my will to procrastinate will ever go away, it's human nature, but curbing it is do-able. Taking it day by day, forcing myself to take control of my responsibilities and get things done. I know this will be hard, but maybe if I hide my phone and put it one silent it could end up working. As long as I find my phone once I feel I'm done. Because let's face it, I'd never be able to completely give up procrastination.