Descriptive Essay About Procrastination

Rough draft What was I thinking? I knew I shouldn’t have procrastinated on this audition. I knew about it for weeks and still managed to wait till the last minute. What a fool I knew I would make of myself if I didn’t practice. Still slowly the days and weeks go by, but yet there I was laying in my bed. Being fat and lazy eating potato chips when I could have been practicing the trumpet etudes like I was supposed to be. Finally the week of the audition came and that’s when I felt the butterflies hit my stomach. Out came the music and the practicing began, but with the time running as low as it was rush hour really started. My band director wasn’t lying when she said “ do not wait until the last minute to start practicing or you will embarrass …show more content…
Everything started to get really bad because all I could think about was how I needed to practice. I found myself slipping in school. Every piece of school work I got started to turn into my audition music. As the days went on my daydreams got worse as well as my grades in school. My procrastination lead to stress and lots of misery. I really regretted waiting until the last minute. I had just got into Jr High and I didn’t really know what to expect when it came to these competitions. The night before I got zero rest due to the fact that I stayed up really late practicing. Worse than that I simply couldn’t sleep because of being so stressed out. All the times that night I tried to go to sleep I kept waking up from the made up audition dreams that my mind seemed to keep playing on me while I tried to sleep. Even worse nightmares than the ones you have after watching a scary movie like paranormal activity or something. Time had been wasted and it was the day that had been wrecking my life for the whole entire week. I didn’t know whether I was ready to just get it over with or if I wanted to play sick. After having really long thoughts I decided that I …show more content…
Before I knew it they called my number and the nerves before had increased by tenfold. While in the room the first thing I could hear was pencils writing right behind the curtain that separated the judges from myself. I do not really remember much because my mind went blank and all I could hear and feel while auditioning was my heart beating. My heart was beating so fast and hard I thought it might actually jump out of my chest. Either that or I would end up having a heart attack. As soon as I ended my audition I jumped up out of the chair and ran straight for the restroom because I knew I was gonna be sick. After I had finished my business in the restroom the regret was even worse. What a fool I made of myself and know everyone was going to see and laugh at me. I figured the best thing to do was make up an excuse for why I did so bad. I eventually decided that if anyone asked I would just say that my horn messed up. After about an hour the results for my instrument came out. I didn’t even bother to go look at them because I already knew what it would say. I would just save myself the embarrassment. On the way home many people asked me how I did and simply told them I don’t know and that I was to tired to go look at the results. At least the day was over and I didn’t have to worry about the stress anymore. I already knew after this year I would never procrastinate on something like this again. There was a