Procrastination

Surely not the most original blog but I thought I best pay hommage to the antithesis of good marks. Procrastination is the art of not studying. More than that it is the ability to want to study and yet find something more pressing that you do instead. Personal favourites include: tidying my room, cleaning the kitchen, writing letters, reading or even blogging.

I wrote up a study plan over a week ago which would mean I'd write two essays a day, everyday. On average I would have written 0.80 of an essay daily. The same thing happened during the HSC. Back then I taught myself how to solve a rubiks cube. By myself, from scratch.

Today I spent an heathly amount of time cooking and cleaning up, then on facebook and myspace. Then on msn. Then watching question time from the senate. I read my Bible (book of Amos). Listened to music. Printed off the 6 essays I have written. And now I'm typing this. I have to get back to study this is ridiculous. I know this post was neither thoughtful or insightful or witty; so to make up for it here's a poem I wrote today.

A mouse in my mind

In my mind there’s a place for all creatures,
And the grey house mouse is smallest of all.
In fiction it lives in holes, in buildings.
But in fact it lives within my minds walls.

A domestic mammal, using its wit
To find the paths that a fantasy built.
Trekking down each to see what’s there;
His feet become blackened from the roads silt.

For these dreams that he looks at aren’t all his,
This fantasy explored comes with a price,
The path to imaginings is slippery indeed,
And dirt doesn’t belong on the backs of mice.

The silt turns the timid creature to green,
It covers his eyes, his coat and his feet.
He stops on the path and daren’t look about.
Backs up the fantastic trail in retreat.

I'm off to try and study.