Procrastination

Janus Rodriguez

ELA 20

Ms. Knapp

September 15, 2015

Procrastination

Benjamin Franklin once said, “You may delay, but time will not, and lost time is never found again. “Ever since I started going to school, I had always been a smart student. I wanted to maintain good grades to impress my parents but it did not happen because of one reason, I procrastinate. No matter how much I try to avoid doing it, I fail. Procrastination always gets the best of me.

Back in middle school, I had considered myself a natural procrastinator. Every time I go home from school, I always go straight to my bedroom. I enjoyed the relaxing feeling as I lie on my bed and watch Netflix on my laptop while savoring some delicious food. Even if I have homework that needs to be done or a test that needs to be prepared of, my mind would always say, “do it later” or “you still have time”.  Sometimes I try to focus myself on doing school tasks but somehow I always found myself procrastinating.

There was a time that my procrastination had gone too far. I remember when I was in Grade 9, my History teacher told our class to make an essay about our recent topic. I felt like someone was squishing my brains as I listen to my teacher explaining us what to do. It was Monday and she set the deadline on Friday giving us a few days to work on it. My confidence that I would finish my essay early became high because I have a lot of time but then I procrastinated. During the given class hours, I daydreamed, visited with my friends, and secretly played on the computer. Until Thursday came and I realized I only finished my introduction. I tried to at least finish half of it but the distractions around me made me felt like a hypnotist was making me do things that I should not do. Instead, I decided to do it at home. Right after school, I went straight home. I checked my phone and I got an email from Netflix that they updated new season of  “The Vampire Diaries”. My heart jumped from excitement so I quickly opened my laptop and watched it in my bedroom. Later, I looked at the clock and found out that it was already 10 pm and I realized that I still have to finish my essay. My body trembled in panic as I quickly worked on my essay. The sound of the ticking clock caused an unfamiliar sensation, a combination of adrenaline that made my blood fly through my body and the electricity that made my skin tingle. I wanted to finish it so I kept working. I ended up finishing it at 4 in the morning, only getting three hours of sleep before the school started.

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