So, once again folks, it's Sunday night, after midnight. And magical, I know, but I'm not finished my work for the week.
I've made a dent in the reading for one class--and did a few other important items, filling out my FAFSA, applying to be on the board of a student group, etc. But I did not manage to get my actual school work done.
I also did not manage to cook something to take to work tomorrow. I'm going to have to make a lunch now--with nothing exciting in it.
I need to actually get my work done--and it's going to become more important because in the next few weeks, I have midterms and other assignments. I'm not ready, but I also need to be finished with all of it by March 14th so I can go to Guatemala.
Here's to hoping that I can get lots done this coming week and be more productive than ever!
Monday, February 25, 2008
Tuesday, February 19, 2008
Procrastination at its Best
After a long week of emotional drama--wondering if I'll ever love again, etc., I have become a professional procrastinator.
I feel my credentials need not be touted--I've earned them. Last night I was up until 3 AM working on a paper that was due this morning. I read all the material and wrote what I hope is coherent and intelligible. And, of course, I'm procrastinating again with the quick presentation on this paper that I must give tomorrow in my 6:30 class. Granted, I'll have some time tomorrow afternoon to prepare--and I'm definitely in no shape to work on it now. But the procrastination must stop!
This has become a more common theme with my school work than I would like to admit. I'm not particularly interested in two of my classes--and unfortunately, it probably shows. And yet, I was on the phone with my accountant today--and reminded of just how much money I am spending to be here, in this graduate program.
It's time for me to get my shit together and act like I want to be in school. If I don't start dealing with this soon--the semester is bound to become one long drawn out nightmare. And to be honest, I think I can only afford to have nightmare status in one part of my life at once. Currently, my relationship status/personal drama has cornered the market on nightmares.
The frightening thing is that I am not really getting too nervous about my procrastination--that makes it all the more unnerving. I'm hoping my presentation will give me an appropriate kick in the pants tomorrow. And the fact that I have to wake up in 5 hours.
I feel my credentials need not be touted--I've earned them. Last night I was up until 3 AM working on a paper that was due this morning. I read all the material and wrote what I hope is coherent and intelligible. And, of course, I'm procrastinating again with the quick presentation on this paper that I must give tomorrow in my 6:30 class. Granted, I'll have some time tomorrow afternoon to prepare--and I'm definitely in no shape to work on it now. But the procrastination must stop!
This has become a more common theme with my school work than I would like to admit. I'm not particularly interested in two of my classes--and unfortunately, it probably shows. And yet, I was on the phone with my accountant today--and reminded of just how much money I am spending to be here, in this graduate program.
It's time for me to get my shit together and act like I want to be in school. If I don't start dealing with this soon--the semester is bound to become one long drawn out nightmare. And to be honest, I think I can only afford to have nightmare status in one part of my life at once. Currently, my relationship status/personal drama has cornered the market on nightmares.
The frightening thing is that I am not really getting too nervous about my procrastination--that makes it all the more unnerving. I'm hoping my presentation will give me an appropriate kick in the pants tomorrow. And the fact that I have to wake up in 5 hours.
Saturday, February 9, 2008
Dream: Superhero Band-Aids
More dreaming. I was in a weird place like a giant strip mall and people are...? I don't remember, I got up and started to write this right away, thinking I would remember and be able to jot it down. Too bad, I guess the shelf life on this dream was short.
In my dream the other night, Lizzie, Jamie H., Carrie, Jenny W., and some others were all superheroes. I don't think we had crazy outfits, but we had super powers. We also had band-aid, that after you had them on for a while turned into chewing gum. So, at some point in the dream, I asked, "Do I have to put this on first, or can I just eat it?" Just like me to not have any patience with waiting for food.
In my dream the other night, Lizzie, Jamie H., Carrie, Jenny W., and some others were all superheroes. I don't think we had crazy outfits, but we had super powers. We also had band-aid, that after you had them on for a while turned into chewing gum. So, at some point in the dream, I asked, "Do I have to put this on first, or can I just eat it?" Just like me to not have any patience with waiting for food.
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