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Yes, it's this late and here I am, at the computer, typing away. As I've mentioned before, I've got three papers to catch up on for one of my profs: one for mental illness and two for social gerontology. The combination of another paper coming due in about a week for mental illness, a final deadline for handing in creative measures for criminology coming up on 12/6, and a hard look at my daytime have smacked me into the harsh reality that time is quickly running out on this semester. And me with all this SHIT to do still!
I started the mental illness paper and quickly hit the writer's block wall. Some brainstorming on the problem told me to go back to the book and take some notes on each of the issues asked in the assignment to make typing it out easier. One of the drawbacks of typing papers out without a rough draft handwritten out beforehand. So I proceeded to start on the first gerontology paper. It's mostly a review/position paper on the right to die issue, analyzing four articles and relating them back to the basic concepts at the beginning of the section. Not very hard, to say the least, but holy shit, is it time consuming! Rats! I've gotten to a good point to stop for the night so I can try to get some sleep so I don't oversleep for class.
I've managed to do all the readings to be prepared for class this nice short week, although I wish I would've managed to read more of the Reiman book (The Rich Get Richer and the Poor Get Prison) for one of my creative measures for crim. I might try to read some more of it before I ultimately crash, so I can "dialogue" with my prof. a bit before class tomorrow.:/
I've tried to be a good girl and not get too far behind, especially with being as sick as I have been all semester, but it's so hard to resist the temptation to sleep sleep sleep to avoid what I have to do. I'm such a bad procrastinator. I hate the stress it gives me and I almost go fucking crazy, but it seems like I crank out my best work when I'm under the gun. Not like that's any consolation when I'm in the middle of the morass. And, it unfortunately serves as a subliminal rationalization to continue the behaviour: "hey, you've been in the hole before and managed to pull good work out of your ass, why worry about it until you have to?" Not a good philosophy. I hope to learn to avoid this trap eventually; hopefully next semester will be the golden semester whereby I do everything on schedule as I'm supposed to and don't end up in a huge crunch of nasty stressed out paper production at the bitter end. Sigh...
I started the mental illness paper and quickly hit the writer's block wall. Some brainstorming on the problem told me to go back to the book and take some notes on each of the issues asked in the assignment to make typing it out easier. One of the drawbacks of typing papers out without a rough draft handwritten out beforehand. So I proceeded to start on the first gerontology paper. It's mostly a review/position paper on the right to die issue, analyzing four articles and relating them back to the basic concepts at the beginning of the section. Not very hard, to say the least, but holy shit, is it time consuming! Rats! I've gotten to a good point to stop for the night so I can try to get some sleep so I don't oversleep for class.
I've managed to do all the readings to be prepared for class this nice short week, although I wish I would've managed to read more of the Reiman book (The Rich Get Richer and the Poor Get Prison) for one of my creative measures for crim. I might try to read some more of it before I ultimately crash, so I can "dialogue" with my prof. a bit before class tomorrow.:/
I've tried to be a good girl and not get too far behind, especially with being as sick as I have been all semester, but it's so hard to resist the temptation to sleep sleep sleep to avoid what I have to do. I'm such a bad procrastinator. I hate the stress it gives me and I almost go fucking crazy, but it seems like I crank out my best work when I'm under the gun. Not like that's any consolation when I'm in the middle of the morass. And, it unfortunately serves as a subliminal rationalization to continue the behaviour: "hey, you've been in the hole before and managed to pull good work out of your ass, why worry about it until you have to?" Not a good philosophy. I hope to learn to avoid this trap eventually; hopefully next semester will be the golden semester whereby I do everything on schedule as I'm supposed to and don't end up in a huge crunch of nasty stressed out paper production at the bitter end. Sigh...
