I hate procrastinating. I absolutely hate it. I to me, procrastinating is being lazy by giving yourself the minimum amount of time to complete something when you could have more time to do it. For every day I wait, is more guilt tacked onto to back of my conscience, nagging me to do something about it. I don’t know how some people can live like that, and maybe it’s because they are more carefree and less nitpicky than I am, but procrastinating is something I hope I’ll never choose to resort to.
Recently, I was given a spanish project two weeks ahead of the due date, and it was required that I do it with a group. The group chose to work on the project the weekend right before it was due, which kind of upset me, but it was the only weekend that they could work on because they were busy with sports. I have not worked in the project yet, because it is due next week, and every night, before I sleep, I remember that I have to work on the project soon, and I get anxious and can’t sleep for a few more minutes. Being nervous is never fun.
Possibly, I could try to live with procrastination and slowly adopt it, but of course my future projects and homework assignments would be lower quality. That guilt that I feel when I fail to do something is probably hard-wired into my head by now. I mean, I do get distracted often while I work, but at least I have the rest of the night to do work. I live around procrastinators, yet I find it odd, sad, but fascinating how people can push themselves to use the afternoon leisurely, then to work all night. In AP US History, we have to do outlines of chapters from our history book, and these outlines are due every week. It takes hours to do, so I split it up during the week to work on it. Other friends in the class stay up to 5 in the morning the day before just to do it. Often, the outline isn’t as high quality, and not good enough to study from. I try to tell my friends to work on it during the weeks, like the teacher of the class recommended, but somehow, every time, they stay up late, along with most people in my class, and tell me about how they stayed up late and how they were upset with the workload and how they were tired throughout the day. I don’t understand how this happens.
So my partners for the spanish project want to wait until Friday to begin the script, then record on Saturday, and if needed, Sunday. They have understandable reasons for being unable to do it earlier, and maybe that is the case for my friends and other people too. I’ll never venture to the realm of procrastination, where relaxation is followed by hard work and stress, and I’ll do the vice-versa of what the procrastinators do. I suppose I understand how or why procrastinators need to wait longer to do, and I should be more lenient towards them. I just hope I never fall into that habit.