Sunday, January 15, 2012

The art of procrastinating

I was pondering on myself and I realised that it is part of human behaviour to procrastinate. Maybe feeling uninspired, demotivated, or simply just a sign of laziness. Or best yet, by not thinking about it, the task will miraculously disappear.

Past experiences show that no matter how hard I tried to make it disappear or shrug it off, the burden eventually come back and I still have to face my given task. I must say that my upbringing with a 24/7 mom have home has cultivate such habit - not to put it off when you can do it now, there and then. I often get those voices ringing in my head. The art of my mom nagging works!

On top of that, I somehow agree with her. One of her reasoning is, you have to do it anyway, might as well do it now and you don't have to think about it later. We often forget it or it might slip out of our mind. I realised being brought up this way has made me an efficient person and do not like to leave matters at the very last minute. If I do things at the very last minute, I am often left with very few choices as I tend get desperate with solving the matter. An example to illustrate the matter.

Scenario: Not packing my bag a day in advance which leads to me forgetting alot of things in the end. Which finally leads to me having to buy them at higher cost.
I always forget my toothbrush when I pack my bag. I am so familiar with toothbrushes prices already.

Nonetheless, having worked with a Singaporean Company has strongly enforced this habit deeper into me. If my mother's nagging has cover all area of my skin, wrapping every part of my flesh, being enforced during my working days has penetrate it through my skulls and my bones.

This has led me to conclude that I am not a person who procrastinate and will want to do finish off a task there and then. Possibly because I am someone who forgets easily due to my short attention span memories. Experiences has taught me I am not allowed to put situation at risk as it might happen as habit even on important matters.

I once forgot to pack my pants when I traveled to Copenhagen. This has led me to stay in the hotel room for 48 hours. How I have survived, I do not know.


Taken at KLIA at 7am.

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