Every semester I tell myself I’m going to start projects earlier and work on them piecemeal during the semester. Every semester I renege on this deal, and instead leave anything of value or importance until the absolute last minute. Sure, there’s that common wisdom that diamonds are only formed under extreme pressure; but is it worth the guilty Netflix binges, grocery trips, and naps that take my afternoons in place of studying?
It’s like the logical part of my brain knows exactly what I should be doing, and why it would be better for my all-around health and success — but the hedonistic, work-averse procrastinator always wins out, churns out mediocre assignments, and slyly affirms to do better next time. Personally, I don’t know who to blame, but I’ll take any suggestions on how this can be put at the feet of media barons, the internet as a concept, or the public education system rather than myself.
