Procrastination

I'm a through and through procrastinator, but I'm in a rehab program of sorts. This rehab program is known as my freshman year at Clemson University. In high school I didn't study, I rarely started working on projects before the night that they were due, and I enjoyed an odd sense of satisfaction from all of this. Procrastinating for me was almost an excuse to not be the best, but to still seem fairly impressive. I could turn in a paper I spent two hours on and make five points lower on my grade than someone else who might have poured over it for days. I always made myself believe that it was worth the five points to have enjoyed a little more free time than my worry-wart classmates. I'm realizing now that my old ways simply won't cut it anymore. Pardon my language, but it's pretty hard to bullshit your way through college. I'm sure it has been done, but I doubt I want to try it. I'm starting to find the same sort of satisfaction in finishing a paper three or four days early that I used to find in finishing a paper three to four hours before it was due. College changes people (another topic I will explore in further blogfests) and I am among those who have changed.

Much Love,

Nate