How many times a day do you panic at the regrets that passed by?
Hours of facebook, missed busses, empty printer cartridges.
Something in your voice tells you ‘I told you so’ and though you loathe yourself for the broken self-promises and passive lethargy and nothing will change the fact that you were just a lazy bum who made all the wrong choices, perhaps a choice not to choose. You want to stay positive, look at tomorrow with a fresh start, the sun shall rise again tomorrow, it will be a whole new ball game and tomorrow will be my day. It’s tomorrow and you’ve already slept in.
The repetitive cycle of laziness is so easy to kick in during the summer, especially if you don’t have a visual purpose to each day. Sometimes, being busy for the sake of being busy is probably the best choice one can make.
As I gear towards another year of school, I find myself in a self-perpetuated hole. Basically, I’m screwed for Calculus 2. No, let’s be positive, I ‘might’ pass. The thing is, I haven’t solved a single mathematical problem in the past 9 months. And to inquire into unsolved problems, especially after cramming Calc 1, is just stupid, but I’ve done it yet again. Boy am I scared.
What is my solution? Well, just as I crammed Calc 1 in 8 hours, I’m going to have to mass cram the course again in one week. Yes, go through the headings of each chapter, practice two questions from each and hope that I’ve got the brains of Einstein. I have to admit, it’s much easier said than done.
But doesn’t something about procrastination excite you? Tempers flaring, nerves shivering, fighting against time with all your sinew. I loved procrastination. But sometimes, our body doesn’t lie. It’s the innocence of our body that can’t shade the dangerous realm of university. After the diagnosis of my Vitilligo, and the recent passings of the NDP leader, Honorable Jack Layton, I’ve come to realize the importance of health and fitness. So, after a page of BS-ing, I’ll get to the point. This is going to be my goal of this year:
To be healthy in mind and body, Carpe Diem pro dio.
This was my mission statement during high school, but for some reason as I entered university I became too ambitious to enjoy life as an entertainment. I became too prideful of my mind and started neglecting my body. I guess there’s a time in every body’s life where they begin to appreciate their body. My time is now. I hope all of you are ecstatic to go back to school, I know I am. Remember that there’s no time to waste between now and tomorrow.
Have a great year and good luck!
It’s all for Him.
