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May 21, 2003

Why Put Off Until Tomorrow What You Can Put Off Until Next Week?

It seems as though I have this uncanny ability to waste all available free time--I could spend six hours doing just about everything under the sun, and still not do anything constructive. It's called procrastination, and I love it. You see, all good things will come in time... And for me, that means doing everything at the last minute; while being annoyingly spontaneous and indecisive about everything. It drives some people, especially my parents, crazy. They call me irresponsible. Honestly, "irresponsible" is such a harsh word. People like Michael Jackson, Robert Downey Jr. and Monica Lewinsky are irresponsible, and I'm definitely nothing like any of them. I'd rather like to see myself as the living example of "non-committal flexibilty" instead.

There's an astronomy midterm this Friday. Have I studied for it? Of course not. Nor have I begun work on the pending astronomy paper that is due within the next two weeks. It's not so much that I don't want to do any of the things that people have given me, it's the fact that I don't see a point to the whole "touch and go" method of working that most people seem to cling to. Why worry about getting just a marginal amount of work done every other day when you can be like me and do a total overhaul on just about every single assignment you get? Almost every single time I've stayed up the night before to write a term paper or put the finishing touches on a project, it comes out better than if I had done a little bit "here and there" for a good solid week. Believe me, I've got the A and A- papers to prove it. Working under pressure is good for the soul, I tell ya.

Did I take Alina's advice and call Matt? No. And it's not because I'm a firm believer in procrastination, but because I think I'm actually afraid of what might happen, either in the long or short run. What is it that makes me so interested in him all of a sudden? Was it the play? Probably not... I was thinking about him winter quarter, but not nearly as seriously. That was in much more of a "disgusted memory" type of way. This is different.

And frightening.

It's time I start playing by my own rules, and if that means really enforcing the No Going Backwards Rule, then so be it. I'm dead serious. Really, I am.

Sort of.

Today's Soundtrack: "Sugar Mama," Thicke. This is one of the best CDs I've bought in a long time. I'm starting not to feel too guilty anymore for buying it up at Barnes and Noble.

Best Part of the Day: Have my secretary get back to you on that one.

posted at 3:33 p.m.

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