Lights out Alice!
I have been facing a tough couple of days fighting procrastination. These days ride on the back of a hectic (believe me that's an understatement) week of examinations. I screwed up those, which was highly likely given the sloth like inefficiency that I have fallen into.
I am a failure right now, of the worst kind, since the only thing that is causing me to fail is my head itself, the one thing that is always supposed to be on your side. I am procrastinating like pandas, yet worse than them in the way that I have an exam coming up again in a few days that is going to be the toughest of them all.
I need to get my head in gear, or find a way to push myself to. This has been rising for the past few months, and now my bad habits are spiraling out of control. I have got myself into a serial complaining disorder, serial laziness, sloth like procrastination, excuse giving, failing to meet deadlines and all other related sickening habits that an empty mind brings.
Wow, I feel real bad (utter bad feeling in my stomach, yet my brain is fine), and yet there is this part of my brain that JUST DOESN'T FEEL LIKE DOING ANYTHING. That's a sorry state to be in, and I tell you, my dear friend, this is a bad disease, it is very painful. It is painful in the fact that it has no external symptoms (dwindling work efficiency may be one) and no one can externally diagnose this problem or provide you with a cure for it. It is an internal fight that you have to fight for yourself and the one that is not won easily. Once this habit grips you, it is like an ink stain on a white shirt, a nasty reminder of the gloomy day that it happened.
The questions that one might have: How do you fight this? Well, it's easy, just get about doing your job and that should be it. But, just like any other addiction where all you have to do is quit taking the substance, it is not that straight forward. More so here since here you are fighting with the greatest enemy that one can ever have the misfortune of meeting, your very own mind. Nope, Hitler doesn't even come close. Your minds knows all the tricks, all the tricks for the tricks, the tricks to trick your brain, everything. It is like the only source code on the server of VIKI from I robot getting corrupted, only the fact that you can't kill VIKI by pulling a Will Smith, since VIKI in this case is your brain.
Hopefully, I pull through. Since the fight for every battle starts with a single step, I am going to take that step. End my blog, close my laptop, breathe and start studying for the impending doom like I mean it. I just hope I can survive this quick sand of the mind.
Lights out Alice!
I have been facing a tough couple of days fighting procrastination. These days ride on the back of a hectic (believe me that's an understatement) week of examinations. I screwed up those, which was highly likely given the sloth like inefficiency that I have fallen into.
I am a failure right now, of the worst kind, since the only thing that is causing me to fail is my head itself, the one thing that is always supposed to be on your side. I am procrastinating like pandas, yet worse than them in the way that I have an exam coming up again in a few days that is going to be the toughest of them all.
I need to get my head in gear, or find a way to push myself to. This has been rising for the past few months, and now my bad habits are spiraling out of control. I have got myself into a serial complaining disorder, serial laziness, sloth like procrastination, excuse giving, failing to meet deadlines and all other related sickening habits that an empty mind brings.
Wow, I feel real bad (utter bad feeling in my stomach, yet my brain is fine), and yet there is this part of my brain that JUST DOESN'T FEEL LIKE DOING ANYTHING. That's a sorry state to be in, and I tell you, my dear friend, this is a bad disease, it is very painful. It is painful in the fact that it has no external symptoms (dwindling work efficiency may be one) and no one can externally diagnose this problem or provide you with a cure for it. It is an internal fight that you have to fight for yourself and the one that is not won easily. Once this habit grips you, it is like an ink stain on a white shirt, a nasty reminder of the gloomy day that it happened.
The questions that one might have: How do you fight this? Well, it's easy, just get about doing your job and that should be it. But, just like any other addiction where all you have to do is quit taking the substance, it is not that straight forward. More so here since here you are fighting with the greatest enemy that one can ever have the misfortune of meeting, your very own mind. Nope, Hitler doesn't even come close. Your minds knows all the tricks, all the tricks for the tricks, the tricks to trick your brain, everything. It is like the only source code on the server of VIKI from I robot getting corrupted, only the fact that you can't kill VIKI by pulling a Will Smith, since VIKI in this case is your brain.
Hopefully, I pull through. Since the fight for every battle starts with a single step, I am going to take that step. End my blog, close my laptop, breathe and start studying for the impending doom like I mean it. I just hope I can survive this quick sand of the mind.
Lights out Alice!
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