Time waits for no one. See for yourself, you’re the one holding the clock
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| — | The Girl Who Leapt Through Time (via melvinm) |
My essay on procrastination
As a devoted procrastinator the skill of goofing off comes as natural as breathing to me. The mundane distractions overpower my ability of getting any work completed thus pulling me into the abyss of lollygagging and time wasting.
Social networks such as Facebook and Myspace go hand in hand with procrastination. I do not need to click on never-ending pages of profiles, check out any of the game applications, or comment on someone’s picture but I do anyway. I usually start to realize I am wasting time when I am on some unknown person’s profile from Slovakia or Zaire trying to decipher the language of their profile. Nothing productive comes out of this yet I find myself clicking aimlessly to avoid school work. The first ten minutes of any of my time on the computer is ordinarily checking out social networks. Drifting into the realm of social networks is just all too easy as it is just one click away.
Gradually and stealthily, videogames can consume all the time in a day. One second I am on level one defeating aliens or piling up the Tetris blocks and then before I know it, it has been 5 hours. Coming as quite a shock I wonder what has happened to my precious time. Oh that’s right I was trying to break that high score I will never get even remotely close to. I am not sure why simple online random games such as jumping from building to building avoiding ninjas with flaming swords can be so fun but it sure is insanely addicting. No matter if the game is on a video game console or some strange website filled with pop-ups and ads the game always does a superb job of wasting my time.
“You can’t do work on an empty stomach”, I tell myself as I go into kitchen to grab a light snack. It would be okay if this light snack were just that a light snack but it soon turns into a lengthy full course meal. After stuffing my face for the past half-hour I find it hard to focus my mind on work which leads me to more dilly dallying. I wonder if the packaging of the food has anything to do with this procrastination by unhealthy eating. Yeah, it must be the packaging as I find myself looking over the nutrition facts on the box while munching down the Frosted Flakes. What can I say, they’re great!
Moseying down the streets of my neighborhood, I ask myself, “Why am I taking a walk when I have homework still?” This same situation befalls me at least three times a week. Whenever I have something important to do like studying for a test or finishing a project I find it enjoyable to just go outside, walk around, and gather my thoughts. My parents call my walks procrastination but I call them research but to be completely honest they are right.
One afternoon my mom yells to me, “Go take out the trash”. Any other day I would have replied, “Do it yourself” but on that afternoon I had an essay to write so I happily replied, “No problem!” To me anything beats doing a paper even washing dishes or getting my mom a glass of water. I find myself doing almost all the chores in my house when I have important school assignments due the next day even menial tasks such as recharging batteries or rewinding videotapes. When all is clean and shimmering in the house there is always watching television to pass the time.
In an effort to avoid doing any work I turn on the television and grab my drum practice pad. While watching the local news I practice my rudiments, the basic patterns used in drumming. When there is nothing on TV that sparks my interest I still flip through every channel watching the occasional commercial. Sometimes I will even spend hours watching infomercials on the new knife that can cut through anything even concrete but does not cut human skin or that must have kitchen appliance no one knew they wanted till now. This bumming around of mine continues for about an hour or until I just fall sleep from boredom.
Taking afternoon naps have become one of favorite hobbies. Have a project due tomorrow? Hakuna matata or no worries because it only takes one nap to go into the world of dreams and forget the problems of everyday life. Feeling energetic and alert after my occasional afternoon nap I am typically ready to finish the time-consuming last minute homework assignment.
I have been a procrastinator all my life from the 3rd grade science fair project to the 8th grade history homework. Most school work I do is last minute but it has always seemed to get me through school unscathed. Though I am a professional at finding ways to procrastinate a part of me wishes to shake this awful habit because goofing off and waiting until the nick of time to do something will only get me so far in life.
Hey Kevin, read your book. Don’t quit AP English. I think you are a brilliant writer.
Back in The Game
I feel like I’m floating on a cloud right now! So here’s the story…
I me this girl in English class. She sits across from me, like diagonally. I think so far this semester I’ve said maybe… five or ten words to her. I’ve got to say, she’s the most beautiful girl I’ve seen. Her blue eyes feel like they’re piercing my soul, her hair, dark and curly brown flows over he shoulders. She’s got incredible skin that just glows. It’s amazing. No she’s amazing.One day, out of the blue, she adds me to Facebook. I’m not a fan of Facebook, by any means. In fact I feel that it’s a mess of drama and criticism. I check it once a week regardless… I realize that she’s added me and instantly send her a message to try and talk to her. We exchange words thought a day, learning a little more each time.
This morning, I wake up and I think, “English class today, after class I’m going to walk up to her and ask her to coffee. I don’t care if she says no or if I look stupid. I have to try!” I check my e-mail before I leave the door. English class is canceled. My face drops to the desk as I cough hysterically in frustration from the Cold I’ve got. Right then I think, “Well, lets at least talk to her about how good it is we can sleep in.” I send her a message to her in box, finish checking my e-mail and get ready to log out of Facebook, when I see I’ve got a reply. My heart skips a beat as all that lost courage comes back like a phoenix. She says she should start working on her papers, so I jump on the chance. “Haha. What?!? It’s 9:19 in the morning and your class just got canceled. I’d take this time to relax or something. Hey! You wanna get coffee?”
I started to sweat nervously as I waited for a response. Time slowed and my roommate spoke slower, I was getting worried i’d just made a fool of myself. A response…”Where’d do you go? I dont like coffee but I can always get something else haa” I jumped for joy as we arranged a place to meet. I talk with Sissy over joyed until I run over there and meet her for coffee…
At first it was a little awkward, but not so much. She wouldn’t let me pay for her coffee, but the woman who makes the coffee and I are in cahoots and she knows when I’m on a date there, so I slip her my card and I pay for her and I. I don’t think she cared for that too much… but I know if I didn’t pay for the coffee, I’d never hear the end of it from the coffee lady…
We find a place to sit and we start talking. I could copy the entire conversation, but for the hell of it, I’ll keep it to my self.I will say however we have a LOT in common. Not like too much either, where we’re like photo copies, but just enough. It’s too perfect. We both love martial arts but have practiced in different forms. Both of us love politics! However I’m liberal as hell and shes… republican. We both like the outdoors, we want to travel and see the world. And we both really like The Lord of the Rings. I do feel like I spoke a bit too much, but fuck it, when I get passionate about a topic or person, I’m going to talk. She did talk too, it was pretty mutual…
I do feel like I fucked up when we left… it was on a “see you in English” note… I felt like a dork and it crushes me to think about it… but whatever, even if this is the last date I have with her (Which I just can’t settle for) it was a damn fun one.
On a side note. I made her laugh! I think it went well…
YEAH CHARLIE RUN WITH IT AND DON”T LET GO! Don’ let anything slip you up, this is what you have been waiting for.
(via youmaybeoffended)
I wish he had more to say, because he does, except he’s dead and I’m not. Let’s live shall we?
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So I made an account because my brother always bothers me about it but now that I have one I have no idea what to write about. I guess I have been brain dead for the entire day. For example in AP english we took a practice SAT essay test online and I got a score of 1 out of 6. It took me about 15 minutes to understand the question. haha so apparently it said I was severely flawed. Also at the mall I stared at the menu of the nestle toll house shop for 8 minutes just to order a dozen chocolate chip cookies. Smartness runs in my family but it passed over me.
An awesome friend of mine. Coolest kid this side of Mississippi… even though he’s from Mississippi.. Cheater :) My nigga. Kevin Mabunga
Mormonism, Mormon Cult, Joseph Smith False Prophet.
Cartoon Banned by Mormon Church.
wow. good call mormons.
I’m not sure if I learned anything or not
