Procrastination
English 101
16, September 2013
Procrastination Strikes Again From the time we are very young our parents tell us to be prepared, to do our homework, not to leave anything for the last minute. However, these lessons never seemed to stick for me. For most of my life being unprepared was what I was known for, “I’ll get to it later”, and “I still have time”, were some of my favorite mottos. That is, until a very rude awakening made me realize that we never have as much time as we think to get everything done. It was the first semester of my sophomore year and Wentworth Institute of Technology. Everyone was busy working on their midterm designs projects, everyone with the exception of myself and a few other students who also thought they would have more time. We were all given three weeks to prepare for our midterm critiques, where we were all expected to present a comprehensive design for an outdoor shelter. As usual I had begun the assignment with great enthusiasm, which had fizzled out to less than interested in just two days. I began telling myself the presentation was no big deal; I could finish all of the requirements in one week no problem. And so the procrastinating began, all of a sudden my other assignments seemed much more important as I did everything in my power to avoid working on the presentation. Everything would work out fine, I kept telling myself there is still time. One week before the presentation the nerves had begun to set in and I finally decided to begin working on the assignment. It was not long after I sat down to work that my mistake became evident. I was filled with dread as I looked through the list of deliverables and realized that each individual requirement would take hours if not days to complete. I had underestimated the amount of work assigned and overestimated what I could do in a short period of time. So on the last week before the midterm critique, while all the other students in my class were finished preparing for the
16, September 2013
Procrastination Strikes Again From the time we are very young our parents tell us to be prepared, to do our homework, not to leave anything for the last minute. However, these lessons never seemed to stick for me. For most of my life being unprepared was what I was known for, “I’ll get to it later”, and “I still have time”, were some of my favorite mottos. That is, until a very rude awakening made me realize that we never have as much time as we think to get everything done. It was the first semester of my sophomore year and Wentworth Institute of Technology. Everyone was busy working on their midterm designs projects, everyone with the exception of myself and a few other students who also thought they would have more time. We were all given three weeks to prepare for our midterm critiques, where we were all expected to present a comprehensive design for an outdoor shelter. As usual I had begun the assignment with great enthusiasm, which had fizzled out to less than interested in just two days. I began telling myself the presentation was no big deal; I could finish all of the requirements in one week no problem. And so the procrastinating began, all of a sudden my other assignments seemed much more important as I did everything in my power to avoid working on the presentation. Everything would work out fine, I kept telling myself there is still time. One week before the presentation the nerves had begun to set in and I finally decided to begin working on the assignment. It was not long after I sat down to work that my mistake became evident. I was filled with dread as I looked through the list of deliverables and realized that each individual requirement would take hours if not days to complete. I had underestimated the amount of work assigned and overestimated what I could do in a short period of time. So on the last week before the midterm critique, while all the other students in my class were finished preparing for the