Perpetually Sporadic

I have a paper to do.  It was due today at 10:30am.  It is not done.  What’s new?

Okay, that’s not exactly fair.  I can get my work done in a timely manner, when I’m motivated to.  My problem is that I am rarely motivated to get my work done.  Sure, I begrudgingly read the Shakespeare play assigned for the day, I study for Poli-Sci, and I even transpose hand written notes when I’ve forgotten my laptop.  But all that is mostly done halfheartedly.  I have a million ideas, a million thoughts, but they flow so quickly through my mind that I’m lucky to grab onto one and turn it into action.

I guess I can say that I have writers block right now.  I can think of a hundred things I want to say about Iago from Othello, yet I can’t find a way to put them on paper.  I even got out of my house to study.  I’m at a friend’s apt. by myself, hoping to avoid distraction(almost just typed destruction, would have been close enough).  But instead of avoiding distraction, I’m finding new ways to procrastinate.  I cleaned all the dirty dishes, and sure two of them were mine from lunch, but I had no reason to.  And now, now I choose to restart this blog that nobody will read.  I’m either tapping into some awesome creativity, or I’m seriously procrastinating.  Don’t worry, I know which of the two it is, I’m distracted, not delusional.

So now that I’ve got this first post out of my way, perhaps I can find the strength in me to glue myself to the chair and finish the five-page paper than I know I can do in less than an hour.