Do you ever sign up for something and think I immediately regret this decision? Have you every done that to yourself constantly throughout a semester-long period?
I have signed myself up for so many things and scheduled them all so close together that I have no room to breath at all. This week alone I have all my conferences (which obviously involves grading all the essay twos that I put off until now), I have my academic literacy autobiography due on Friday, I have a conference that I have to present at in Gainesville at the end of the week (of course I have yet to write my paper for that), and on top of all this I have to read Derrida’s Of Grammatology at some point.
If you have found yourself in a similar situation and are looking for a quick and easy fix then I have the solution for you: love yourself.
Out of that entire list of issues, there is not one problem that I did not create. And the solution to these is much simpler than not applying to graduate school in the first place. I could have easily graded the essay twos ages ago, which would make my conferences so easy and probably even a little fun. I’ve known about this literacy journal for some time, and it is not a long and arduous assignment. I should have written my conference paper about a month ago. I suppose Derrida is just going to be Derrida, and that is unavoidable, but without the other issues it would probably be less stress.
Now that I lived through this horrible situation will I learn from my mistakes and grow as a person? No, probably not. Every procrastinator lives through this endless cycle of putting everything off but somehow pulling out of situation perfectly fine and thinking “I would rather deal with that paper later and have 30 more minutes to watch my stories now!” So this situation is inevitably going to reoccur, and when it does I will probably complain and blame the world for the problems I created once more, but the solution still remains the same: if you’re thinking of procrastinating, just don’t.
Derrida will be, is, hell.