This assignment seemed just like any other. There was a deadline and guidelines and goals that were going to dictate the structure of it. I, however, didn’t know that I was wrong, and it was going to be far from any other.
I have a habit, a detrimental one, that was slowly being fed and reassured as “ok” the more and more I went through my schooling. That habit has a name, procrastination, yet I never saw it as a problem because with every assignment and paper I wrote the night before and was able to get a decent grade, there was this unconscious signal that reassure me that if done once, it could be done again.
I played this game where I said later, I will take care of it later, until later turned into zero seconds on this giant clock called deadline. …show more content…
None of the things that I had harvested before. This paper was here to help me piece together arguments, to have logic, and provide facts to back it up. But like any assignment it also presents the student with his/her weakness, and it my case I came full front with the harsh reality that I had been sabotaging myself and never given myself completely to my work.
Any logical human being would think that I would have learned my lesson given my year in college and the repeated times something was assign in my class that was going to take a long time to finish. Even worse, if nothing else, that I would like to get rid of the side effects that stress (a silent killer) brings along. Time and time again there was a weight in the back of my mind knowing that things were undone, a pressure that never let me go because they’re was never a method to my madness.
This paper broke me because I saw the requirements and I knew I couldn’t produce a product in the short amount time I had. It was also an embarrassing moment knowing that I was defeated, I couldn’t even heed my peer’s comments because I hadn’t even done the work for them to
I have a habit, a detrimental one, that was slowly being fed and reassured as “ok” the more and more I went through my schooling. That habit has a name, procrastination, yet I never saw it as a problem because with every assignment and paper I wrote the night before and was able to get a decent grade, there was this unconscious signal that reassure me that if done once, it could be done again.
I played this game where I said later, I will take care of it later, until later turned into zero seconds on this giant clock called deadline. …show more content…
None of the things that I had harvested before. This paper was here to help me piece together arguments, to have logic, and provide facts to back it up. But like any assignment it also presents the student with his/her weakness, and it my case I came full front with the harsh reality that I had been sabotaging myself and never given myself completely to my work.
Any logical human being would think that I would have learned my lesson given my year in college and the repeated times something was assign in my class that was going to take a long time to finish. Even worse, if nothing else, that I would like to get rid of the side effects that stress (a silent killer) brings along. Time and time again there was a weight in the back of my mind knowing that things were undone, a pressure that never let me go because they’re was never a method to my madness.
This paper broke me because I saw the requirements and I knew I couldn’t produce a product in the short amount time I had. It was also an embarrassing moment knowing that I was defeated, I couldn’t even heed my peer’s comments because I hadn’t even done the work for them to