So a long time ago, I was thinking about procrastination. And I came up with some interesting ideas about it, ideas that I wanted to blog about. So I put the title of this post down, and ignored it for three months. (Of course I have problems with procrastination. Why else would I be thinking about it?
In any event, I was reading a P.J. O'Rourke book which contains a description of cocaine addiction. He gives an interesting depiction of an addict drinking coffee in very self-destructive ways, clearly aware of what it is doing to him, yet simply not caring. I would quote it for you, but I don't have the book any more. Just take my word it was very funny.
And very poignant. When I procrastinate, I sit in front of my computer browsing the internet, searching for some sort of distraction so I don't have to do work, knowing full well the sort of damage this is doing to my future. I know that I will have to do the work at some point, but I don't care. At times I've even thought as far as "This is really hurting the future me. Is this website really worth it?" but somehow my thought process stops there.
Procrastination is an addiction.
The value of good high schools
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"It is!!!" I say as I chat on the phone to family and friends while reading a blog or two online...all to avoid the precalc homework sitting on my desk.
ReplyDeleteIt is very much due tomorrow, but do I want to do it? No. Am I going to do it? Right before class tomorrow. Is that healthy? Absolutely not.
But in my defense--one of those phone calls was a missionary experience! Though I have a feeling I will be misunderstood and you, dear, will have to go back and fix it. . .