Reflections: Rants
Yes, it is a mini-rant, so run away while you still can. Because it's not really a rant, and it is not really new. Just the ages-old question of WHY AM I SUCH A SLACKER WHEN IT COMES TO THE ACADEMIA?!
The newest instance of my chronic procrastination: I have three hours left to write a three-page academic article review, and I haven't even read half of that 32-pages article. And the time I had since the beginning of this morning (that is, the moment I actually got up from the bed) I spent on reading stupid things on the net and then ONE HOUR on creating this stupid icon. And it is not even pretentious enough. And I'm cold, because the weather around here has worsened and we were thrown back into the thicket of gloomy November with long-winded rains and centipedal storm clouds.
[Five minutes later, actually:] And this article sucks fabulously. I have 32-pages of extremely profession-specific jargon with driest language and unimaginable logic. And I am supposed to review it. And I lost the sample review page our professor gave us in aid.
......
Sometimes I really think I need professional help. Because this is just-- BEYOND the comprehensible. Why do I always waste my time and leave things to the very very very end, when the possibility of me failing is actually more real than that of winning? (And, simultaneously, why am I still writing here instead of plunging headfirst into the article and cracking it?)
[ETA 1.5 hours later:] I changed the article, and, consequently, the topic of my review article 1.5 HOURS before the deadline. Aren't I simply brilliant?
The newest instance of my chronic procrastination: I have three hours left to write a three-page academic article review, and I haven't even read half of that 32-pages article. And the time I had since the beginning of this morning (that is, the moment I actually got up from the bed) I spent on reading stupid things on the net and then ONE HOUR on creating this stupid icon. And it is not even pretentious enough. And I'm cold, because the weather around here has worsened and we were thrown back into the thicket of gloomy November with long-winded rains and centipedal storm clouds.
[Five minutes later, actually:] And this article sucks fabulously. I have 32-pages of extremely profession-specific jargon with driest language and unimaginable logic. And I am supposed to review it. And I lost the sample review page our professor gave us in aid.
......
Sometimes I really think I need professional help. Because this is just-- BEYOND the comprehensible. Why do I always waste my time and leave things to the very very very end, when the possibility of me failing is actually more real than that of winning? (And, simultaneously, why am I still writing here instead of plunging headfirst into the article and cracking it?)
[ETA 1.5 hours later:] I changed the article, and, consequently, the topic of my review article 1.5 HOURS before the deadline. Aren't I simply brilliant?