The day after tomorrowBy Wade Kwon
Homework on weekends is a problem for me.
I put it off. Till Sunday night. Or later.
I never really broke the habit. I may have had one assignment or 20, but come Friday evening, I didnâ€™t touch it.
Saturday was obviously out. Iâ€™d sleep away half the day, then busy myself with things that werenâ€™t school related. Even in college, I may have had to get up early to march with the band for a football game, but that was more fun than skipping to study.
Sunday, the guilt would set in. Not enough that I did anything, except feel a little guilty. Itâ€™s a long day, I have plenty of time.
Sunday night, the panic would set in. Not good. How am I going to get all this done? Why didnâ€™t I start on Saturday instead of wasting all that time? Iâ€™m going to do better next week.
It was the same in grade school, in high school, in college, even in the working world. Iâ€™d be cursing myself and my workload into the wee hours Sunday nights, sure to face a groggy Monday morning.
Some habits are unlearnable. We are who we are.
As much as I like to improve myself continuously, this area may be beyond repair. Procrastination, I am your bitch.
But the weekends sure were fun.