Then there are those who actually read over their notes for a week to prepare for a test, or who get papers done ahead of time. I am in a constant state of awe at these folks and, frankly, a little annoyed. They've been prepared for finals since class started. So about every three weeks I have a fleeting moment of productivity where I make massive amounts of to-do lists, organize my desk and come up with a plan to not only get caught up on what I'm behind on, but also work ahead. I've come to the conclusion that I am, by nature, a procrastinator.
Life is too boring without a little stress.
I need a deadline looming to push me into productivity. There's nothing I can do about it at this point in my life. I've lived pushing deadline for too long. Besides, I'm going into journalism and there are not many people in the basement of Wells Hall that can say they don't procrastinate. It's a way of life down here .