All my life i've never excelled in anything in particular. I was good in some things but never brilliant.
Grades used to be my thing in high school. That was all good until i stepped into uni and was exposed to vast amounts of superior talent. Do you hear the thunderous crack of my crushed ego from the distant past? Med is such a humbling experience.
So i've been a jack of all trades ever since i can remember, until today.
I realised that i am a Master of Procrastination!
Not that it's something to be proud of. I can't exactly boast with pride to my grandkids that i excelled in procrastination can i?
Remember my "epiphany" about my obscenely long hours of hypnotism in front of the TV? Subsequently, I told myself to disengage in any couch-potatoing except on Tuesdays after work.
Guess what i did today? I stayed away from the TV but ended up in front of the computer and procrastinated 6 hours away on the net. Then as i was enjoying my high tea (more commonly known as a late afternoon snack), i switched on the TV. *Gasp* The only saving grace was that i was lifting weights during the whole program.
At the end of the day, i regrettably conclude that i spent the entire day doing nothing. I guess that sufficiently qualifies me as a Master of Procrastination don't you think?
I think i need to take some time management lessons from Lai in exchange for money management tips.
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