The longer you wait, the worse it gets

Ayesha Ahmad

Woohoo! This one last post and then none to worry about. Yes! I am finally and thankfully done and over with, with this assignment!

This very thought fills me with a gust of triumph and makes me heave a deep, deep sigh of relief.

Now this post, which I am currently trying to work on, was actually due like a week back. Why did I fail to submit it on time then, you ask?

Well, it is not as if I am incapable of writing down my ideas in a compelling and a clear manner nor is it that I do not have anything interesting to say. In fact, I have efficiently managed to produce a couple of fine pieces (at least that is what the appreciative feedback under those pieces convey to me). The only factor which keeps making me fall behind is my awful habit of putting off work beyond the due date. You got that exactly right-- I am a procrastinator. Big time!

It is solely because of this terrible procrastination that : (1) I could not make it to History's terminal examination last year (imagine the height of carelessness!); (2) I do not give in my assignments on time and end up losing marks which could have been easily attained; (3) I do not study for mids and then have to sit for an extra hour during the finals for a makeup; (4) I still have no idea about what to study for the exam in which I have to re-appear although I have only twenty days left until the exams start; (5) the moderator/ 'bossy' team leader of this blog assignment is furious at me and would have kicked me out of the 'strong and supportive' ( as quoted by Saman Hashmi in her blog "My blogging experience") team long time back if I were not one of her beloved friends.

Although I have become familiar with this flaw in my personality, I still make no such efforts to overcome it. I say so because even this very post almost did not get written.

Just when I was about to begin writing, I thought of looking up for a quote to make the introduction have a good hook and the 'like' tab on one of the quotes pages led me to Facebook, the much addictive networking site. I soon found myself stalking my friends' profiles, because of their weird yet appealing status and profile pictures, only to find out that I have already wasted more than an hour as time simply vanishes into thin air while facebooking. From there I landed on to Tribune and the things which I never bothered giving heed to started grabbing my attention like Afridi buying a cattle farm and the cases of Dengue fever in Pakistan to name a few.

The realization that another hour of delay might contribute in the rejection of this post struck me like a gush of cold wind when I received Tehmina's( the team leader) text message asking me if I had sent my post to her.

And now here I am trying to collect all my thought and expressing them in an intelligible fashion although I had almost started at 3 and it is 7 already!

Mr. Edward Young, you were so right! Procrastination is indeed the thief of time.