Procrastination Cycle
I haven't been in the best mood for the last few days. I think its because I'm at the point in the semester where I feel like I've messed up and can't do anything to fix it, which is foolish.
I've been working on a paper for one of my classes which was due a week ago, but at the time I just couldn't get it done with all the other stuff I had to do. Now the fact that it is late depresses me, and makes me want to work on it even less, which makes it later. Then when I do sit down and get going on it, something happens to break my concentration (like having to go to class, work, sleep, or my boyfriend bothering me) and I start procrastinating again. Plus, I have skipped my classes for the past week because I have issues about showing up without having my work up-to-date - I feel like my professor is going to chastise me or confront me or something, and I don't want to deal with it. I should be okay in the class once I get the paper handed in, but right now I feel like I've gotten myself into a hole I can't get out of.
I'm not too pleased with the class as it is; it was supposed to be an internship in the Holocaust Resource Center at my school, where you help students and community members find material for research, etc. However, nobody ever comes in to use the resources, and, if they did, we wouldn't be able to help them anyway because we were never shown what we have on hand. Most of what we do is answer the phone and take messages, and photocopy pages of books so the people who run the place can refer to the information without actually having to carry the book around with them. I have to do this for nine hours a week for a four credit class (all my school's classes are four credits for the most part). I was under the impression that the number of credit hours was supposed to correspond with the contact time required, but I guess not.
The only other requirements for the course were two book reports, a journal entry for each time you go and sit there (really more of a handwritten blog; we have to respond to an article left on the table for us) and this research paper. One of the book reports was fairly awkward to do because we were writing about a book co-authored by the Dean of the General Studies Department and his father, and it was being graded by the dean himself. I was worried I was going to interpret something completely wrong or similar.
This is a silly general studies course and I'm getting myself worked up over it. I don't usually do this.
And now I've spent time writing this rather than completing my paper. I don't know what's wrong with me sometimes. Oh well, gotta head to work now.
I've been working on a paper for one of my classes which was due a week ago, but at the time I just couldn't get it done with all the other stuff I had to do. Now the fact that it is late depresses me, and makes me want to work on it even less, which makes it later. Then when I do sit down and get going on it, something happens to break my concentration (like having to go to class, work, sleep, or my boyfriend bothering me) and I start procrastinating again. Plus, I have skipped my classes for the past week because I have issues about showing up without having my work up-to-date - I feel like my professor is going to chastise me or confront me or something, and I don't want to deal with it. I should be okay in the class once I get the paper handed in, but right now I feel like I've gotten myself into a hole I can't get out of.
I'm not too pleased with the class as it is; it was supposed to be an internship in the Holocaust Resource Center at my school, where you help students and community members find material for research, etc. However, nobody ever comes in to use the resources, and, if they did, we wouldn't be able to help them anyway because we were never shown what we have on hand. Most of what we do is answer the phone and take messages, and photocopy pages of books so the people who run the place can refer to the information without actually having to carry the book around with them. I have to do this for nine hours a week for a four credit class (all my school's classes are four credits for the most part). I was under the impression that the number of credit hours was supposed to correspond with the contact time required, but I guess not.
The only other requirements for the course were two book reports, a journal entry for each time you go and sit there (really more of a handwritten blog; we have to respond to an article left on the table for us) and this research paper. One of the book reports was fairly awkward to do because we were writing about a book co-authored by the Dean of the General Studies Department and his father, and it was being graded by the dean himself. I was worried I was going to interpret something completely wrong or similar.
This is a silly general studies course and I'm getting myself worked up over it. I don't usually do this.
And now I've spent time writing this rather than completing my paper. I don't know what's wrong with me sometimes. Oh well, gotta head to work now.