When I arrive home from school it’s a bitter sweet moment when I realise that although my learning was finished, my work has just begun. I look down at my arm and try to decode the scribbles I had written on my arm earlier that day, I take my back pack up the stairs and into my working place, also known as the kitchen table. I look once more at the ink upon my arm and decide I need a ‘break’ from work for a while. I set a time usually to about one hour later, it is during this time that I answer the tedious questions my mother asks me such as “how was school”, and my personal favourite “did you learn anything new?” But I can’t give her to much of a hard time because she does mean well. After the answering of the questions water and miscellaneous food items are ingested. After that I take my ‘brain’ break, and do some mindless activity until my alarm rings. Then I spend the next half an hour ‘preparing’ my work place. After I am satisfied with the layout of my work I start to wonder “hmmm is there anything new on Facebook?” Then I spend the next 40 Min's to hour updating the most pointless needless things ever created. Only after the approximately two and a half hours of pre homework do things start to get done. Now my homework has been started but finishing it is a whole new “how too”. If anything would alert people to my procrastination habits this would be it.
Robert Nice