The Summer Disease: It's Called Slacking
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The Summer Disease: It's Called Slacking

Am I working hard, or hardly working?

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The Summer Disease: It's Called Slacking
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I had so many ideas of how I was going to spend my summer, but alas writing articles has been the only productive thing I have actually done. The wicked television always beckons, ridding me of my motivation to actually do something meaningful with my time. Besides being on the the third season of Gilmore Girls I have nothing to show for my summer. I was supposed to (at least) update my resume, get a job, apply for scholarships and travel. Besides a quick weekend trip to Mexico, my summer has been completely uneventful. My friends and peers have been going on adventures, getting amazing internships and making crazy memories while I sit here watching Friends for the zillionth time.

My schedule is ridiculously easy and not very future-job worthy. I wake up at noon, I eat breakfast, I watch TV until my parents and sister come back from school and work and then I watch TV with them. It is like I never went to or am ever going back to college. I even procrastinate on writing until the end of the week, as it is the only steady deadline I have as well as my only real commitment. I don’t even eagerly jump on writing it, I just watch another episode of what is on and wait until the last minute before it is due before turning it in.

I have been looking forward to the summer ever since I moved into my dorm room last August and here it is in the flesh, and I haven’t had the passion and purpose to do anything, something with the time I have. During the school year I am more driven and productive in my work, but now that there is no rush and no reason to do anything. I don’t even feel motivated enough to put on makeup most of the time and I have come to regret it multiple times, like when I ran into my senior year crush at Target, who I desperately avoided. My passive attitude is not really appealing to myself and I find that I am on auto-pilot most of the time. I have been trained by my peers and society to wait until the last minute to start an assignment and I really wish time management would have been a crucial part of the learning experience. Now that I have nothing but time I don’t know how to manage it. I have unlimited possibilities with a fully functioning laptop and a creative mind, but I lack commitment to an idea.

Almost a month has gone by since I got out of school and I have gotten far too comfortable in my lifestyle to change for the better. I need the alarm to go off, a wakeup call to arrive, or a shove into the deep end in order to make use of this summer or else I will just have words just empty promises that will soon fade and eventually die with age. I don’t want to regret the time I have been granted because soon I will unfortunately have to become a part of the working class and an active member of society. A good slap of reality would be useful right about now if anyone has one, but in the meantime I think a How I Met Your Mother marathon might be on.

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