Procrastination

I currently am resting my arm on my notebook for my college Sociology 1101 class, and my other on my study guide I have prepared for my test tomorrow. And what am I doing at this exact moment, 6/13/17 7:50PM? I am typing this instead of studying for my upcoming test. That is the definition of procrastination.

I used to– stillprocrastinate even when facing a test. It truly is amazing how the human mind will occupy itself with everything but the intended task. Now I don’t want to sound cringy, but my Anatomy and Physiology teacher used to say that “the worst thing that happened to mankind was to be given a brain,” and I can’t help but think he’s right. Imagine the world if we didn’t have a brain: It would be all natural, no war, no pollution, just so many things that could be better, but we would be slaves to our instincts. Our desires would control us.

You may be asking yourself: “Well what does procrastination have to do with high school Isaiah?”

And I’d reply to that with “High school is all about procrastination, just who can do it the least.” Let’s be real for a second here. If you were to ask your #1 student in your class what he does he’d probably answer with a full schedule that doesn’t include goofing off. While someone who is not exactly a stellar student will often say that they do spend a decent amount of time per week goofing off (not doing something productive like watching tv/movies/not doing yours school work etc). I personally probably spent for my sophomore year maybe 30-40 mins doing schoolwork a day and I was #19 in my class, so maybe if I started that freshman year where I basically skipped days of working at home I’d be a higher rank. But I can’t change the past, and the only way is to move forward. And if you still don’t know what this article is about then I’ll give you a tip: procrastination.

=) Have a great day!!!

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Highschool is Stressful… Even in the Summer.

I first and foremost want to apologize for not having uploaded in like 3-4months, and I don’t¬†want to say I was studying for finals… but I was studying for finals AND my AP test (take that). Regardless, I’m here, I’m quee(r)… Just know that I’m here.

In my hiatus, I have conquered AP Physics with a flat 90 through bone-breaking labor (them eyes be sore I tell ya), succeeded with a straight-A sophomore year in high school, got a job for 6 months (before leave), and cured AIDS. Okay, maybe not the AIDS part, but I got it 100% other than that.

Let’s get to the meat and potatoes of this article and stop my articulation of my excuses. I’m currently sitting at my computer chair typing this at some ungodly hour considering I volunteer at Grady Tues and Thur, take college classes Mon and Wed, and on top of that work Fri-Sun all for that one acceptance letter to Emory that I hope to get a year and a half or so from now. Rest assured I cry myself to sleep like all worried teens about college. The “what if’s” get to me too guys. It’s OK, trust me. By now you’re probably wondering, “wtf is this guy rambling about,” or, “where’s my d*** meat and potatoes,” and I can guarantee that you will have them.

So I wanted to talk about how it is gosh darn unhealthy to even tackle so MANY things at once, like to be realistic with you I probably work about 22-25hrs a week on WITH school and my 5 AP’s, and Grady is about a good 12-14hrs, and college is 12-14. I’m basically trying to tell you guys don’t overload yourself if you can’t handle it. Seriously, it’s ok if you’re not curing cancer or AIDS, not #1 in the state at football, or any other ridiculous feat because– and I’m telling the truth here, I’ve been and still am in that same boat. The only difference is that I’m trying to get out of it and not trying to sink with it. I’ve been pushing myself constantly from the past 3-4 years to do better, try harder, and be someone I just can’t be whether it’s due from circumstance or personality. I never had these opportunities in Louisiana. In fact, my mother was fired from her job for being BLACK and being better than everyone else who was white (I’m not racist); I almost was homeless because of this; I almost lost my trailer I had lived in with my 5 siblings all my life, and when I remember this I cry. Men cry, it’s true. But I cry not because of all the hardships I’ve had, but because of how much I have overcome these boundaries. And let me tell you something: I may not be the #1 athlete in Georgia or have won Intel Finalist, but I damn sure am a better person because of what I’ve gone through and that’s what colleges want to hear. They want a human, not a robot who works 24/7 without emotion. They want someone with emotion, compassion, someone who cries, who is also reasonably intelligent, but colleges will accept you if you show them they’re what they want. Don’t worry guys, everything will be OK in the end, promise!