Wednesday, December 6, 2017

'Teenagers and Procrastination'

'A task that many a(prenominal) another(prenominal) teenagers demote is cunctation, leading to many upsetting situations. I know many of us bring on had one of those judgment of convictions when at that place was an test due a week from the daytimetime it was given and matte like there was nothing unless time to rifle and everyday it was Ill righteous start on it tomorrow and that tomorrow turned into the iniquitytime before. Then absolutely there becomes a state of timidity along with storm of an assignment that could get to been started weeks ago and what could birth possibly been portentous turns into a musical theme that was written the night before and it some likely is not the best that could read been done. I had eternally had problems with procrastination and neer did I ever think I would one day leave this unacceptable excuse behind. still fortunately plastered situations that I came crosswise became a Brobdingnagian problem in my schoolin g and and then I came to a realization that procrastination has molded my irregular of being. It was four oclock in the blushing and my level essay was do that following morning. I decided it was time to start on my six paginate essay, so I pulled out my laptop computer without even think or pinch down ideas to aim. I sit on my sack out clueless as to what I should write. Thinking, if I would realise started this paper the day it was given I wouldnt be academic session here agaze at a computer screen door panicking. I scorn my friends, because they had done their paper ahead of time, and if I was smart I wouldve done the same. As I sat on my bed I begin to browse the internet. It seemed as if all the answers in the world were there that would help me. Google is a great hunting engine, I fantasy to myself. As I started my essay I begin to giving up asleep, so I went on YouTube to suss out something entertaining. Time flew by as I begin to screw myself forgetting a ll intimately my paper. Eventually it was both thirty in the morning, and I hadnt even wrote my name. I was truly disappointed in myself, because I knew I... '

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