Tonight is the night...you're finally going to finish that essay that you've been putting off for weeks. (And it's due tomorrow). You decide to visit the library to crank it out...however sometimes you're not mentally ready to sit down and start getting to work. Some students enjoy going to the library...I haven't personally met those people (or do I want to) but if you're a procrastinator (like me) you go through a certain number of stages before you even start to walk into the library and debate how long you gotta be there to get your shit done!
1. "OK, I can do this!"
This is the first stage of going to the library...you're feeling optimistic and you're finally going to finish that paper or study for that test (because it's due in a few days and you have no other choice). You give yourself a little pep-talk as you slowly start to walk through the doors of the library.
2. "Ugh, how long do I have so be here?"
You finally found a comfy chair in the library away from everyone. You place your books and laptop on the desk and start mentally counting the hours it will take you to do this. Then you slowly start to debate if you can afford to fail this test/paper or maybe just bullshit it entirely.
3. "What if I bullshit only half...?"
This is the stage where your brain starts to melt after 20 minutes of work (and I don't blame you). You slowly start to contemplate bullshitting some of your paper and getting a "B" will suffice this time. You read your paper or look at your notes and realize that this is gonna be a disaster...yet you push through anyway.
4. "OK, maybe I can do this."
Time slowly starts ticking away and you've been at the library for about an hour. You think that you've got a sufficient amount memorized or written and you start to contemplate how much longer you have left in this dungeon. Then you start to get mad at the clock because it will not go fast enough...5 minutes pass yet it feels like 30 *sigh*.
5. "Screw this, I'm out of here."
About an hour an a half has passed on the clock and you have decided that you've put yourself through enough torture and pain for one evening. You pack up your stuff and take one last look at you paper/notes and decide to give yourself a pep talk convincing yourself that you have done enough work and you're gonna do just fine on that test or paper.
And after an awful night in the library you decide to reward yourself for all of your hard work with a snack and Netflix because hey...you got through the day! Treat yo self!
