I realize I’ve been a little negligent with my blog for about a week now. So, I figured, what better time to pick up with a new post than on my way home for the holidays?
Read: I’m on a bus going about 50 miles per hour on I-80 through probably one of the biggest snowstorms we’ve seen so far this winter. Plus, the WiFi doesn’t work (not my fault this time, I swear!) and I enabled my lovely phone with WordPress capabilities (in the off chance that I might be so incredibly bored and away from my computer that it might actually be useful…)
Regardless, my excuse for not writing is legitimate, considering for a week I had to refocus my writing efforts into 20 pages for 3 papers (1 inch margins can go die!)
I think the snow has let up a little… I promise I’ll post more when I’m at my actual computer. Plus we’re going through that weird spot in Illinois where it keeps switching back and forth from central to eastern standard time. How silly.
Happy holidays, everyone!
I feel like this post comes at an appropriate time: while everyone is (supposedly) freaking out over finals, I’m blogging about how to procrastinate (and thus, am procrastinating on all the actual work that I have to do). These may or may not be things I do on a regular basis to avoid my work:
It’s that time of year again: finals. With less than two weeks until the end of the semester and the date pretty much set for when I’m coming back home (where I can overeat Christmas cookies and bum around watching The Sing-Off), I’m losing motivation faster than anyone could tell me that it’s not the best idea. Whoops.
When I’m stressed out about school, my procrastination abilities tend to kick in more than I’d like–i.e., I have a feature story to edit, a religion paper to research, an article for music and politics to read and respond to, a foreign policy presentation to prepare for (and don’t even get me started on what I have on my plate for next week), but instead I’m sitting under my covers watching episodes of The Middle and blogging about my procrastination (because my dad informed me that I had been falling behind on my blogging… ack.) Anyway. Continue reading
Also known as: the worst possible question that could be asked of a soon-to-be college graduate (unless, of course, you’re awesome and know exactly what you plan to do after graduation and can present the inquirer with an extremely well-organized plan that is both impressive and assuring to both parties. At this time, that is not me. Sigh.)
First, I must make a correction regarding my countdown. A friend pointed out to me that the date of graduation I had put into the countdown was wrong, and unfortunately, not wrong in my favor. Instead of being on May 16 (because that’s a Monday…), it’s on the 14th. That brings the countdown to 164 days, which isn’t completely terrifying… yet.
But let’s get back to that horrible question. Continue reading