Always short of time? Wish had more than 24 hours in a day? Got plenty of things piled up in the box of “Usual Procrastination”

One such box always has a place in my room, on Monday morning sharp at 8.50 AM, I race to death and wake up, get dressed, have breakfast (what’s that? 😂😂), and reach College on time sharp at 9.15 AM or I am too early for the next lecture or thinking about the alternative that I can't be late until I show up. A second late to 9.15 and BAMN you are a persona non grata 😭. Fortunately, that Monday morning the odds were in my favor (Thank God!) and entered the class just before the teacher could enter and I’m in, the feeling was no different than acting out as Tom Cruise in the Mission Impossible II.

As I walked into the class, gasped for air and settled in, I heard the two non-existent members of the class (they not being very socially active, not my fault🤪) talk about project submission today, and as I eavesdrop on their academically-driven convo, I realized that this is submission week. I scroll notification bar up for reminders, I had set a reminder for the same, and it turned out that I had already been reminded two days ago at 8.45 PM, but me as a usual procrastinator, must have let it slide it at the moment (Also, special credits to my unfaithful virtual assistant Siri, who is to blame). Now, I have about 2 hours left and am clueless about the project and I have to submit today anyhow. So, I fold my sleeves up and get my hands on a laptop.

Thinking it through the Political Science class about how will I structure my project and allocate time as to when I will have the project completed and get a print out and submit and head back home etc. Trust me, I feel like I’m in a movie where the boy is tormented with all sorts of evils of the college.” Never put off till tomorrow what you can avoid all together 😂😂” my inner me said to myself so I overcome the dread while I eat the bread (no class can stop my hunger, I’m a voracious beast during the lecture *growling* “All tiffins are mine”).

It is the last lecture and I have about 20 more minutes to complete the project, just writing down the conclusion and wrapping it up. Whenever I find the key to success, someone changes the lock, the teacher caught me making the project during the lecture and I was shown the door, and this certainly wasn’t the door to success. My attendance for the said lecture was also taken away from me, the one thing I so cherished “Attendance”

Me cribbing about all the bad things happening to me asking to myself Was today really necessary?

I could have easily slept in and thrown my cares up in the air and slept and slept and slept 😴😴😴.

It is not really my fault if you ask me, my family is the biggest pool of procrastinator (The gene pool could use a little chlorine 😂).

My friends giving me some pep-talk during those last minutes of my life, in which I have submissions to make. My projects still undone and I’m done. It is now submission time But, clever me, as I head towards the teacher’s cabin to make submission.

I pull out my puppy-dog face to the teacher acting all innocent and making a request that she accepts a soft copy of the project on her email and I shall get the print out of the same tomorrow. Me being 100% sure that the teacher would barely check the email. This bluff being successfully played and I sent her the blank document titled “Project” and she didn’t bother to check the email (Praise God😇). And I completed the blank project overnight and submitted to the teacher next day in the morning. She never found out about the bluff I played on her and I was all worry-free.

A train station is where the train stops. A bus station is where the bus stops. On my desk, I have a work station…where the work STOPS! 🤣🤣🤣

I have piled up work from the previous weeks all thanks to my special skill of procrastination. My teacher once told me that “your mind is the most relaxed and not focused when you have plenty of time, but the mind is the most focused and not relaxed at the eleventh hour” and I told myself I could sacrifice a little relaxation for the focus, that’ll pressure me into meeting up my deadlines.

The only difference between a Pizza and all the project work is that I asked for a Pizza 😂 😂 😂

After all the trouble I went through for the submission I had another work I needed to tend to. I went back to my Flat, I remembered my maid had told me two mornings ago that the ration of the house will exhaust in a few days, and today was that day. The maid came over when I was in college since there was no ration to cook, she went home without making any food. I had to order lunch for the day. I ate the online-ordered-spicy-dish and slept only to wake up to open the door for the maid to prepare dinner. Upon waking up in the night, halfway to the door, I realized that there is nothing to cook and I opened the door and sent the maid back home. Me delaying buying ration.

As a part of daily routine, I have a habit of talking to my parents on call in the evenings and I told my Mom, that the ration is exhausted and I am too , that followed an hour-long lecture on the phone from my parents about me being lazy and not being able to manage things properly and not taking responsibility and the usual.

I hate doing all the work, my body is never ready to move, but I need to take several seats and then try to restore the peace and control my urges to scream about all the things I hate and make a change for once. If I kept pawning off work for another day then I may succumb to the pile of workload. Even though sometimes it is fruitful like in the cases where I thought Hard work pays off in the future but lolling on the couch pays off right now 😂

I watched my mates started the project work weeks before the deadline whereas I started the work before weak 45 mins and yet completed and scored more marks than they did, maybe it’s all because of that ‘something’ my teacher told me about level of focus and relaxation. Also, a lazy person will always find a way to get a task done in the quickest way possible and that is the reason for the advent of procrastination because no matter what a lazy person can also be a smart person and that person is me.

Also, to all those people who are lazy and not smart, for you all I am an example, a bad example.

Now, I’m 21 and I still procrastinate as much as I can until there is a final urge to get the work done, until I have a compelling reason enough. Every morning I think about going for a walk but I get enough exercise pushing my work so I push walking too. I had loads to do today. Ah well, now I have loads to do tomorrow. 😂 😂.

But I’m a smart procrastinator, if you don’t believe…..don’t worry you will.

I WILL NOT DO THE DISHES BY ANY MEANS NECESSARY

But it works out, because at least I get something done in the end:

I procrastinate so hard that I loop back around to being productive. Like, I will do literally anything but the work so I like clean the entire house or something. But in the end, I at least get SOMETHING done. God Bless me.