I had work from other class to do so I kept ignoring my essay . During my english class we had time to work on our final draft but instead i was procrastinating. The deadline was coming so much quicker than I thought. It was a thursday afternoon when I sat down at my desk and looked at my rough draft I hated it. I hated what I wrote I could not turn
Each week, we would take a day to write down our weekly schedule, so even when I missed two weeks of school, I knew what work I missed the day I got back. Of course, with my lack of motivation, the work didn 't always get
I no longer took the 1-hour long lunch breaks I used to get, and I no longer had coworkers to have brief chats with, or brainstorms with. Somedays really had me feeling a bit stir crazy, and staring at a screen for hours on end became torturous. So, like on my mat when I would come back to my breath, or stay an extra five minutes in Savasana, I allowed myself to take breaks here, too. Not only did I deserve them—I still work a full 8 hour day—I needed them, too. So, I let go of the guilt of disconnecting.
It’s the middle of the day, you were given an english essay to write and a set of math problems to complete. Neither are due tomorrow, or even this week actually, so you decide to put it off until later. With the ten hours of the day remaining, you decide to take a nap, wake up to eat, then endlessly scroll down Facebook, Instagram, Twitter and other sorts of social media until it’s time for bed. The next day, much like yesterday, is again wasted by not making any progress on either assignments. For the next few days, it continues: the procrastination.
I could have a paper due on Thursday and wouldn’t start it till Wednesday, the day before. Every single paper I turned in, I wasn’t confident in the grade I was going to get because I procrastinated till I was out of time. In college, almost every professor has a syllabus that specifically tells you when assignments are due, so there was no reason at all for me to be missing any assignment. If anything I should have been ahead of all the assignment. Procrastinating wasn’t an option for me this semester, especially in this English 1100 course.
Work Experience When I received confirmation of my placement at Horndean Parish council I only had a week left to make my preparations like interviews, uniforms and insurance. My placement was late in coming because I had to keep on reselecting, eventually I found a half decent job which fitted my criteria very well, it was outside. It involved working with animals, computer work and was near to my home. I was quite chuffed with this because if I hadn't been given it I would be doing something very boring like working with the caretaker at school and not only would I have been bored but my street cred would have gone down the drain as well. As Angela from the careers office set me up with my placement I only had a few brief details, nothing to inform me of the essential requirements like clothing, hours or more importantly lunch breaks.
Having a positive attitude to face the problem is the most important things in everyone life. Last semester, I almost missed my final text due to my poor self-control. My friend asked me to hang out with her, at first I was refused, because I had not finished my homework, and I had the final test the next day at 8am, but after a long conversation, I still agreed with to go with her. When I came back home at midnight, the computer was still wide open and it remains me that I still had to complete the assignment. By the time I completed my work, it was very late and I only got four hours to sleep.
I had a month to submit my research paper, so I didn’t have to start doing it right away. Surprisingly, I put it off for 27 days and now I only had 3 days to finish it. Knowing the due date was near; I jumped up on my table and started to write. Unfortunately, I couldn’t believe that choosing a tiny topic for my paper was a challenging task for me. Then, I decided to work on it another day.
It felt truthfully slightly better knowing that I was actually cared about. Most of my thoughts through that month had been so depressing and not very soulful. I truthfully thought for a while it could be the end of me and I knew that Gaboury knew what I was thinking all month long, I was a different person and he saw it. Every day for about a week I sat in the back corner of Gaboury’s class and tried to figure out what was wrong with me, why i physically could not do anything or even think clearly. After that week in every class Gaboury would get the class started and he would pull up a desk near me and sit with me, he would break down all of the work and even start slowly by asking me to just write my name on the paper and sometimes that was too much.
After about one week in PEP course, I decided to make a timetable which has a particular arrangement in everyday. At first, it is very helpful for me to arrange my time. Because I need not to think about what I should do next, besides, according to timetable, I can start to do my homework in a short time. However, day after day, I find the timetable is not very suitable sometimes. For example, I had originally intended to go to the State Library every Friday afternoon to ask some question for a tutor.