Procrastnation

Once, as I was surfing the web, I ran across a little saying that still rings incredibly true. Anytime I procrastinate it pops up into my head. It was ‘Procrastination is like masturbation, it feels really good at first but once you’ve finished you realize that you’ve just fucked yourself’.  I still procrastinate despite this obvious omen (whether I masturbate is my business). Well I’ve done it. I’ve done it big time. Now I might not graduate on time and its all procrastination’s fault. Well technically my fault. It’s so easy to do.  You get all pumped up to do something and something else catches your eye that looks better. One thing leads to another and you’ve forgotten that you had to do the original thing in the first place. Now it’s due, and I don’t have much time to finish. I can’t do it on my own, mostly because I’m not smart enough.  It’s math.  Hard math. I’ve asked my home school to help me, set me up with an afterschool tutor maybe? They claim it’s too much of an inconvenience to them, which it is an inconvenience. On the other hand I’m still their student!  They can’t just pass me off to vocational school as their problem.  I don’t know what to do but I do know this. I must graduate on time. I must show the world that I can be a competent citizen.