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Pressure

It’s been a long time since I have written a new post. I just didn’t feel like writing back then. Plus, I got really busy with school and extra curricular activities. =)

Anyway, the new school year is starting. I survived my first week in school (yay!). It definitely feels weird being stuck in a classroom all day when I was so used to the freedom summer gave me. Oh well. That’s student life. =)

I really like my subjects for this semester. I have Rel61 (Christian Ethics), Litt21 (Philippine Literature), Fil25r (Retorika), Com31 (Feature Writing), Com33 (News Editing), Com35 (Intro to Broadcasting), and FA51 (Art Appreciation). I’m really thankful that I don’t have to go through a whole sem of changing into my PE uniform and spending one hour at the gym. It’s not that I don’t want to exercise. It’s just that I hate sweating too much. =)

You may ne wondering why i titled this post “Pressure” when in fact it’s still the second week of school. Hmm…let’s see. I think too much of what will happen this sem and the ton of schoolwork I have to be buried in. It’s actually a lot of pressure just thinking about things. I’m such a worrywart.

The Grinch II

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“Santa that’s my only wish this year…” Britney’s voice is heard in the air as I pass by a store filled with plastic christmas trees, balls, stars, and colorful angels. People stop by the store and are busy choosing which decoration would look best on their tree this year. Children wander to the toys’ section and thinking up of ways to convince their mom to buy them one…for Christmas.

As I go to my favorite coffee shop, there was a plastic wreath on the glass door. Thankfully, Christian music was blaring from the speakers. It’s better this way than having to listen to cheesy Christmas songs on the radio. Blech!

While reading a book with two chocolate chip cookies and a cup of cappuccino, my brain, which has this amazing capability of thinking about two million things a minute, started whirring. Suddenly, I stopped reading and just stared into my coffee cup, just thinking.

What’s a good plot for a short story? When will I start writing the essay that I planned to write a long time ago? But what will i write about? I am drawn to eyes. Should that be the central theme? I haven’t done my Math homework yet. I wonder when I’ll pick up my workbook and calculator and actually do it. I don’t wanna do my C Fund homework! I want to finish reading this book so I can start reading my new Italo Calvino book. What should I do after this? Should I buy today’s newspaper or not? And what’s with Christmas???

I finally settled on the Christmas thought. Why can’t I feel the Christmas spirit? I used to be excited whenever December comes. I remember that I’d feel this beautiful and magical feeling while sitting under the Christmas tree with the tiny lights on and just stare at it for hours. But where is this feeling? have i lost it? Have I…*gulp*…OUTGROWN CHRISTMAS???

Maybe I have. Maybe I’m too busy thinking about a million things that i just get irritated by Christmas songs that seem to catch me wherever I go. I get irritated by caroling and gifts. Yes, I admit, the trees in National Bookstore with the pink and blue angels are pretty but I don’t want it. What is wrong with me? Have I turned to the Grinch?

Hmm…the Grinch. That big, icky, green fur ball. Yuck! I don’t even wanna compare myself to him. But I can’t help it. I have all the symptoms. I just want to hide in my favorite coffee shop and avoid Christmas shoppers and songs. I’m contented with a cup of my favorite coffee while I bury my nose in a book. I’d rather study than feel festive. I swear.

But I don’t want to be the Grinch. I don’t want to turn green and be a hermit. I want to feel that beautiful feeling again. That feeling of anticipation and excitement for Christmas. Where is it?

Maybe it’s because Christmas has been too commercialized that the real reason foe celebrating this holiday and taking our mind away from schoolwork is hidden behind a landslide of Christmas parties, Kris Kringle, cheesy songs, and dusty, plastic trees. And while I’m writing this, a plastic version of Santa Claus is looking at me through the window. Stop staring at me Santa! No cookies and milk for you this time.

After i convinced myself that commercialization is the reason behind the gloomy feeling, my thoughts go back to the million things I thought about earlier, searching for a new thing to think about. I lift the green cup of coffee to take a sip. Should my story start at a coffee shop? I thought. Before I got an answer, I felt a burning sensation on my tongue. It’s hot!

THW condemn the act of proscrastination among college students

It’s finals and I still procrastinate. I’ve been fighting this disease for so long now. Actually, when the sem started I made it a goal to do everything as soon as it was given and not wait ’till the last minute (I hope I learned my lesson after the BC25 first draft episode). But no matter how hard I try, it is unavoidable. You see, if I do it immediately, as in after a stressful day in school, I’d feel drained and that’s not good for the quality of my work as the state of mind of a person can affect the output greatly. And second, if all I do is related to schoolwork that means I don’t have time to read newspapers or magazines and catch up with what’s happening around the world and that’s just terrible. I don’t want to live under a rock!

You see? I have a LOT of excuses to not strike when the iron is hot. So how do I avoid procrastination for good? Before I go to the solution of this ever-present problem, let’s take a good look at the cause.

Procrastination is the act or habit of procrastinating, or putting off to a future time; delay; dilatoriness. Okay. So we all know that. But what do we do when we delay doing an important thing?

Case study:

There was a college girl who took up Mass Communication because she said she loved writing, talking, curious about advertising and marketing and all the things masscom students are supposed to do. Anyway, on a Saturday morning her alarm clock rang at 7:15. Although she would usually sleep until 11am on weekends, she woke up early that day to do everything she has to do. She reached for her dark blue planner and took a look at what she’s supposed to do that day (she has carefully written everything in detail the night before so that she won’t waste her precious time in thinking of what to do the next morning.) Quite proud of herself, she picked up her bible and prayed. After praying, she took a quick shower and prepared coffee to start her day. While sipping her favorite mug of hot coffee, she picked up a copy of Harry Potter and the Deathly Hallows and turned to chapter 15, sat down on an uncomfortable plastic chair and started reading. After one chapter, the coffee mug was still half full so she decided to read another chapter. An hour and a half later, she closed the book, picked up the mug and washed it. She decided it was time to start reading her Com21 photocopies. Plopping down on a chair, photocopy and yellow highlighter in hand, she read the first paragraph. As she was about to start reading the second paragraph, a thought popped up and she decided to write about it. So she picked up her purple hard-bound journal and black Pilot pen and started scribbling. An hour later and six pages filled-up, she decided to continue her readings. Halfway through the second paragraph, her cellphone beeped. It was a text message from her friend inviting her out to an early lunch. She then decided to bring her photocopied readings so she could read while waiting for the food. Dressed in a tank top and jeans with a black and white headband secured neatly and white ballet flats on her feet, she picked up her black backpack and left confident the day is still long enough. After lunch, at exactly 2pm, she decided to go the library and study there in peace. Boy, was she wrong! The first floor was crowded so she went to the second floor but it was also crowded. With no choice left, she headed to the third floor sans air conditioning. She placed her things on a table and took a newspaper for matter loading purposes. After reading almost every article, she decided to go to the first floor and study in the ASRC. It was 3pm. In the ASRC, she sat on her favorite corner and took out her readings. Then she saw a copy of The Best American Travel Stories 2002. She took it from the shelf and read it instead. Time flew fast and it was 5:30pm. Time for the library to close. Outside the library, she decided to go back to the boarding house and study foe real. Her cellphone beeped and the message was from a fellow debater. She decided that she wanted to casebuild after all and went, completely forgetting about the photocopied readings folded inside her bag, waiting to be read. At 9pm, after casebuilding, everyone decided to go out for dinner. At 11pm, she was back in her boarding house, tired. She only had enough energy to change into her sleeping clothes, brush her teeth, crawl to bed, and pray. As she lay down, she felt extremely guilty but decided that she could do it tomorrow.

What happened to the list she made? What happened to her promise? That’s how powerful procrastination can be. And it’s sad. Very sad.

Active avoidance. That’s how to describe procrastination best. Active may be a good word but not when the next word is avoidance. It sounds pretty nasty.

So what do you think should that girl do in order to avoid doing that again? FOCUS.

Yeah right. It’s easier said (or written) than done. *sigh*

Overwhelmed

As the 1st semester draws to a close, everyone just gets so busy. My planner is so full of commitments that instead of helping me finish whatever it is that I have to finish, it makes me feel so dizzy that I end up reading my Harry Potter book to de-stress, instead.

I know that it is my fault and that I couldn’t blame anyone if ever I breakdown from all the things that I have to do. I’m not complainig here. In fact, I don’t have a right to complain. I put myself in this situation because I love what I’m doing. What really annoys me is that I just can’t wake up at 7am. Even if I do, I tend to sleep in class in front of my teacher. What am I going to do? I can’t afford to have another “de-stressing” session because time is running fast. I can’t keep up with it. Help!

Rant

This is going to be just plain ranting. I need to de-stress myself before starting on my Com21 homework. Okay. So my ranting time starts now…

What have I been doing for the whole afternoon? Doing my BC25 stuff. I’m drained. No. Wait. I shouldn’t be drained. Kuya Noel did all the work this afternoon. I guess thinking about something too much (particularly something that has a deadline) makes one drained. All my creative juices are squeezed out of my head because of all the formal stuff that BC25 requires (wordiness is a no-no). I feel so…uninspired.

My only source of inspiration at the moment is my copy of Harry Potter and the Deathly Hallows which I won’t be having much time to read. Waaaaaaaah!! I’m getting at the good chapters. No. Let me restate that. Every chapter is a good one. That’s why I am so eager to read it. I woke up early for the past two days just to read Harry Potter 7 with a cup of hot coffee and enjoy the cool mornings we’ve been having these past few days. Reading Harry Potter 7 is…heaven. I feel like I am drinking the yummiest coffee in the whole wide world everytime I read it. But I want to take my time and savor every word, sentence, paragraph, chapter, in short, the whole book! I want to savor the giddiness I feel because this will be the last time that I will feel giddy over a Harry Potter book. All the waiting is over. No more Harry Potter book to wait for. No more eagerness in reading the whole Harry Potter book. I’ve read almost everything. =(
Even though I have waited for the seventh book ever since the I finished reading the sixth book (which was two years ago, I guess), I feel really sad that the series has ended.

Anyway, have to stop this. I still have tons of homework waiting for me and a Filipino13 exam to study for. Harry Potter can wait. But I think I’ll wake up early again tomorrow and read a chapter with a cup of hot coffee. =) Just something to wake me up in time for my 7am class.