I hate myself these days. I always tend to procrastinate even if I promised myself a million times not to. I make a lot of promises to myself and even write a schedule for the next day. Here’s an example of my “procrastinating day”.
I love my course. I wouldn’t take any other course than Mass Communication. Naturally, I would say that I love studying. But when the alarm rings at 8:30am, I immediately turn it off, read the bible and pray before I start my day. But the weather is kinda cold and it’s about to rain. So I lay back down on my bed and curl up under my blanket while listening to music in my MP4 until I fall back to sleep.
Then I wake up again at around 9:40am and I realized that I just missed another meeting so I text my friends informing them that I can’t make it then my eyes just seem to close by itself and I fall back to sleep.
I wake up for the third time and it’s 11:00am and the room is starting to get hot as the sun is shining brightly already so I am forced to get up. I was supposed to write some news story I gathered the day before for Com21 and I remember that I haven’t written my talumpati yet which is due next week. So I grab some coffee and freshen up.
Before starting my “day”, I stop by the carinderia to brunch. After brunch, I then head to the library not to study but to read some travel stories in the American Studies Resource Center (ASRC).
At 6pm, the ASRC closes and I head to the third floor of the lib to read the day’s newspaper to catch up on what’s happening, at the same time, matter loading for the next debate tournament or for the next practice.
Then, a fellow debater texts me asking if I can debate. Knowing that I have loads of schoolwork to do, I still text back the I can debate.
Still thinking about my news story and talumpati, I head to the carinderia again for dinner. After dinner, I head back to the the boarding house and take a shower before finally doing my schoolwork.
When I am finally ready for writing, I suddenly feel sleepy as the clock says it’s 12mn. But before going to sleep, I read a few chapters of Chinese Cinderella…just some habit I developed. After praying and listening to some music, it’s 2am and I drift to sleep thinking that tomorrow is another day and I should do all those schoolwork that’s starting to make me feel guilty.
Promise after another promise. Post-it after another unchecked post-it. The cycle continues and I wonder how to stop it.
