One of my biggest character flaws: Procrastination
I’m 22 years old, which while not very old, is older than I can believe right now. Has it really been over four years since I graduated high school? Is this really my third year taking journalism courses at UCC?
Most people take time for granted, not utilizing every minute of every day to truly live life to the fullest. I’m definitely one of those people. Too many times, I leave a bar or party saying “oh well, I’ll meet more girls next time.” Too many times, I fail a test saying, “oh well, I’ll do better on the next test.” Too many times, I hold off saying what I want thinking “oh well, I’ll tell them what I truly think later.” Yah, you get the picture. This level of procrastination in my life is getting ridiculous. I mean, I spend way too much time analyzing situations and not making decisions. I’m the worst at making decisions. In the bar, I’m always questioning myself on why I should approach this girl. I’ve spend way longer than I should in the liquor store just to come to a conclusion about what alcoholic beverage I should drink. In school, I can’t even choose an editorial in my Media Law class without worrying about not knowing every single detail.
Putting things off is really going to cost me big time if I don’t fix it. I’m worried about waking up like 30 and single someday thinking if I wouldn’t have slacked off so much when I was younger I wouldn’t be entering my 30s single, and nowhere near marriage. I mean, I don’t even know if I want to stick with journalism, yet I’m devoting all this time to working on assignments, listening to instructors and meeting deadlines with sports stories for the Omega.
Maybe I should just quit thinking so much, and taking my own life so seriously. After all, as Van Wilder said, “don’t take life too seriously. You’ll never make it out alive.”
Maybe I should just relax, but at the same time, if I keep relaxing down the road the way I am now, is there any hope for my future? I mean, over the last few years I’ve had no real relationship, no high grades, no major rewards or accomplishments.
I hate being so emotional. Before going to Rivers tonight I was happy. Now, after spending a couple hours at Rivers, I’m depressed and tired. I’m tired of the same old shit, just work and school. Why do I care so much? Why can’t I be like other guys and just shrug things off without a worry in the world?
I know what I want, yet there is some force holding me back from saying the things I need to say and doing the things I need to do. I need to quit worrying about other people, and just do what I need to do. It’ll take some time, but I think I can turn things around. I hope so, or else things won’t get much better for me down the road.
I’m 22 years old, which while not very old, is older than I can believe right now. Has it really been over four years since I graduated high school? Is this really my third year taking journalism courses at UCC?
Most people take time for granted, not utilizing every minute of every day to truly live life to the fullest. I’m definitely one of those people. Too many times, I leave a bar or party saying “oh well, I’ll meet more girls next time.” Too many times, I fail a test saying, “oh well, I’ll do better on the next test.” Too many times, I hold off saying what I want thinking “oh well, I’ll tell them what I truly think later.” Yah, you get the picture. This level of procrastination in my life is getting ridiculous. I mean, I spend way too much time analyzing situations and not making decisions. I’m the worst at making decisions. In the bar, I’m always questioning myself on why I should approach this girl. I’ve spend way longer than I should in the liquor store just to come to a conclusion about what alcoholic beverage I should drink. In school, I can’t even choose an editorial in my Media Law class without worrying about not knowing every single detail.
Putting things off is really going to cost me big time if I don’t fix it. I’m worried about waking up like 30 and single someday thinking if I wouldn’t have slacked off so much when I was younger I wouldn’t be entering my 30s single, and nowhere near marriage. I mean, I don’t even know if I want to stick with journalism, yet I’m devoting all this time to working on assignments, listening to instructors and meeting deadlines with sports stories for the Omega.
Maybe I should just quit thinking so much, and taking my own life so seriously. After all, as Van Wilder said, “don’t take life too seriously. You’ll never make it out alive.”
Maybe I should just relax, but at the same time, if I keep relaxing down the road the way I am now, is there any hope for my future? I mean, over the last few years I’ve had no real relationship, no high grades, no major rewards or accomplishments.
I hate being so emotional. Before going to Rivers tonight I was happy. Now, after spending a couple hours at Rivers, I’m depressed and tired. I’m tired of the same old shit, just work and school. Why do I care so much? Why can’t I be like other guys and just shrug things off without a worry in the world?
I know what I want, yet there is some force holding me back from saying the things I need to say and doing the things I need to do. I need to quit worrying about other people, and just do what I need to do. It’ll take some time, but I think I can turn things around. I hope so, or else things won’t get much better for me down the road.
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