So here we go, some things I'm bad at doing.
1. Procrastinating properly.
A lot of people are GREAT at procrastinating. They make a damn art form out of it. They'll write letters, run, draw, go out, call someone...
I've tried out a whole lot of different procrastinating techniques. I procrasti-blog (incidently what I'm doing RIGHT NOW) I've also tried procrasti-toileting, where I decide to just go sit on the toilet and give my bowels a chance to flush out anything that might possibly not want to be there. I procrasti-shower and procrasti-clean my toe nails.
The one I always seem to fall back on (and the most destructive one of all) is that I procrasti-eat.
Not only does this mean that the work doesn't get done. I also get fat in the process.
My mental process goes like this.:
Hmm, 2000 word essay due.
I should start this. But I'm kinda hungry.
Oh god, if I just have a small snack now, I won't be hungry for lunch...
So... I should PRE- eat and have lunch now!!!
but it's too early for lunch...
So... I'll spend this whole time MAKING LUNCH, then it'll be ready by the time it's lunch time!!!
(3 hrs later) =
2. Apologising when I know I'm right.
Somtime you just have to. Whether it's to save a friendship or relationship or job, sometimes you just have to suck up your pride and do it.
And I suck at this.
"No.
No, no.
You're not right. I'M right.
No, don't even say that.
You're wrong. You're totally, utterly and incredibly wrong.
Stop that. You're wrong.
You've NEVER BEEN MORE WRONG."
My solution at the moment is to write letters instead.
At least with a letter I can call someone an obscene name and then rub it out. Plus, something about the hand-writing-ness seems to work well. Something to do with being 'less confrontational'??
3. Not taking photos of/collecting/hoarding stuff that has my name on it.
The spelling of my name is definitely not common place. I was never able to find cute little keyrings with my name on it, or those little kiddy license plates... huurgh
Well, apparently it became a complex because now I'm kinda obsessed with finding my name in places.
'Elysium' counts as my name I've decided. As does the Champs-Élysées.
And so far in my life I've a vast collection of photos of movie posters, street signs, body lotions and perfumes... everything I can find with this name displayed. I even have a small square of paper, ripped from the packaging of toilet paper and stuck it in a scrap book somewhere. Hoarder?? Who moi!?
Awesome! There's a toilet tissue brand called 'elyse'! Now I can wipe my butt with my own name!
Way better than a little keyring to put on my school bag amiright?
Anyway... there's obviously heaps more stuff I suck at, but I wanted to share a few of the more obscure ones and once again I'm meant to be writing an essay and this blog was my distraction. This is the only form of procrastination I can seem to justify at the moment. Better than procrasti-eating I suppose.
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