today is one of those days when i realize my lifestyle, while it has certain benefits, can sometimes bite me hard on the hind parts (i borrowed that phrase).
for example, by monday, i need to have three papers, two edits (with responses), three art dolls, one knitting needle roll and two halloween costumes done.
problem is, since i get by fairly competently in class by paying attention and taking good notes (i may also occassionally glance at the reading), that i never really end up doing the reading. so, to do these three papers, i have to catch up on all my reading. normally this wouldn't be a big deal, but the reading is either medieval texts (only some of which are translated out of middle english and into regular english), theoretical essays on shakespeare, or unfiltered literary criticism essays, which draw from everyone from nietzsche to freud to derrida. unfiltered. unabridged.
it also doesn't help that my sewing machine is broken, and that i will probably have to neglect all housework and probably a fair chunk of sleep just to get this all done.
see? if i had just kept up with my reading, i'd already have a fair chunk of this knocked off, or at least started. it doesn't help that i'm a master procrastinator as well. i think it comes from being overly controlled as a child. i didn't rebel by getting drunk, or high, or chopping off my hair and turning it green, or wearing all black and getting weird tattoos and piercings. instead, i haven't made my bed in seven years and never do things when i'm told. i get them done eventually, just not when i'm told.
i'm not even going to think about my christmas crafting list.
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