I found a quote today, author unknown:
The two rules of procrastination: 1) Do it today. 2) Tomorrow will be today tomorrow.
And it seemed fitting that I delve into this topic a little, as I am in fact currently supposed to be writing an essay for Uni. It’s due in two days and I’ve almost hit the word limit so I’m going to get it finished, no problems.
At least, that’s what I keep telling myself. And it’s probably true. In my time, I’ve written more essays than I care to think about and I’m sure there are many more on their way. This semester alone, I have several to write for assessment, and if Year 12 Literature and Classical Studies weren’t good preparation for writing essays, then I don’t know what is. So I’m going to be fine. But here I am, slipping back into the self-reassurance and still not actually writing my essay.
Why is procrastination such a problem for me? I don’t know. Sometimes, I can sit down at a desk or a computer to do a task, stick it out to the end and finish it up with no worries. Other times, this week included, I find myself so distracted that it is as if my attention span has decreased by about….ooh, what’s that…?
What was I saying? Oh yes, distractability. To be totally honest, I genuinely think I struggle with being distracted because I have so much to be distracted by. Yeah, I know, cue cries of “Oh, you poor little spoiled thing” and “first world problems, much?”. But really, I know it shows an atrocious lack of self control but when I’m writing an essay – which I do on the computer now – especially when it involves internet research, I find myself looking at seemingly every site the web has to offer that doesn’t directly relate to my essay topic.
I have been “working on my essay” for around an hour now, which has so far consisted of adding only 75 words to my piece, and has instead involved several trips upstairs to my room to collect various items, a few scrolls through iTunes for some music to get me motivated, a while reading the notes and cards mounted on my study wall, writing a blog post, far too long simply staring aimlessly into space and several hundred checks of Facebook – a pointless task in itself because, let’s face it, it’s 11.00 on a Saturday morning and my primarily teenage Facebook friendship circles are probably already at work or still in bed.
So if you’ve read this far, you’re probably about ready to yell, “Well if you know you’re procrastinating, why don’t you stop now and get back to your essay!?”. And you’d be perfectly right. But that’s the curse of the procrastinator: an acute awareness of everything you should be doing, combined with a seeming inability to actually do them.
Ah yes, I’m hard done by, aren’t I? Get back to the books, Princess.