About weeks ago I told myself- and then published online- that I would write a blog every day over the course of this summer. Obviously, that hasn’t been carried out. What is it about people (and especially teenagers) and procrastination?
Twenty-four hours every day, seven days a week, three-hundred and sixty-five days a year; in the moment crawling by with the speed of a snail until time sneaks up on you, filled with regretful hindsight and a malicious grin on its face. I mean, come on!
In addition to my failed attempt to keep a consistent blog going (I swear, I’m going to stick with it this time) I promised myself that I would
a) Run every single morning for an average of 4 miles (instead I’ve gotten about 4 miles worth of drowsy stumbling to the snooze button every morning) and
b) do my revision even if its summer. (come on, I miss sch ok)
About three years ago, I played drums in every spare moment I had- and I got pretty good at it too! But two boyfriends and two courses later, I’d dropped the habit. I’m finding myself really getting back into it, but procrastination has been getting in the way.
Therefore, with goals constantly in the back of my mind, I’m going to give it another shot. Tomorrow I’m crashing the treadmill at the nearest sports complex and I already have plans to stay up late reading my books. I’m insistent that this time, it’s going to work.
I just hope that once I hit the promised land of adulthood my unfortunate habit of procrastinating will fade away.
