Procrastination Shmastination....

Procrastinate. Procrastination.

[proh-kras-tuh-neyt, pruh-] Show IPA verb,-nat•ed, -nat•ing.
–verb (used without object)
1.
to defer action; delay: to procrastinate until an opportunity is lost.
–verb (used with object)
2.
to put off till another day or time; defer; delay.

In other words, the action that is currently being demonstrated by me, myself and I. Procrastination and I have long been companions. Our relationship originated one day in the first grade. What was the reason for this beginning? I learned how to read. Since then, Procrastination and I have been fast friends, lasting through Grade, Middle, and almost all of High School. For days at a time, I have tried to shun Procrastination, but he follows me throughout my day, beckoning me with the hand of temptation. Holding food, books, and websites in the palm of his hand, just waiting for me to fall and be snared in his trap.
And now, dear reader, he has caught me once again. I have left my essay on the Book of Matthew for too long! I struggle against the temptation to leave this computer chair and escape to the neighboring room, where my family is entertaining themselves with the pleasing pastime of television. No, I shall stay here. I shall write this paper! My resolve strengthens, but then shatters pathetically. I know that even if I defeat my constant nemesis in this round, he will follow me even unto my death. A small light of an idea flickers in the defeated depths of my brain. I was earlier asked to clean the kitchen. If I write my paper now, I will be procrastinating cleaning! My heart lights up with joy, and my nemesis and I are reconciled. Procrastination will work for me today, and no one will be the wiser.

-Lizzie

Posts formerly on the page that I lost.

WHAT NOT TO DO DURING A LOCKDOWN.

1:32- Leave house for school.

1:37- Arrive at school, park, notice lack of students skipping school at hill opposite school.

1:40 - Notice strange siren sound emitting from school building.

1:41 - Enter school building. Spot no one because it is empty. Siren continues.

1:45 - Stand in entry of school for 4 minutes wondering if there is a shooter in school, and if so, if I should get out, or go to class.

1:46 - Office Secretary yells at self to "get somewhere now." Wonders if that is all the direction I am going to recieve, attempts to look like I am "going somewhere".

1:46:30 - Self enters main office, gets told that there is a lockdown drill and asked why did I enter the building in the first place? Self answers that this is my first year in a highschool and gets odd look.

1:49 - Self exits the office with the knowledge that if there is a siren going off inside the school, not to go in. Self wonders how this is possible since the siren was only audible from inside the school.

1:50- Bell rings, 13th mod begins. Self goes to class.

Blog blog blog.

Such an unsightly word.

Hello, I am Me. You are you. Introductions have been made.

Due to my mind being unable to keep a firm grasp on numerical sequences, I have lost the password that I used for my old blog. So welcome to my new one.

I am bored.

I am tired.

It is 10:40, and I have to wake up early tomorrow.

Goodnight.