What’s black, white and covered in red ink? The answer to this great riddle will have to come at the end of this passage. As for now, I have to get something off my chest. Throughout my educational history I’ve come to the realization that I can not complete and assignment unless the deadline is uncomfortably near.
When the pressure is on, I am on fire like those hand-rolled “cigarettes” hippies used to smoke atop the César Chavez Student Center. Seriously, there is nothing better then experiencing the crunch of a deadline, putting pen to paper and just hammering it (an assignment) out. You know what? Perhaps, it is my lust for deadlines that’s lead me to aspire for a career in the extremely fast paced media industry. If and when I start my career in the media industry, my procrastination will have better prepared to handle the day to day pressure of “getting the story.”
Once more I pose the question, what’s black, white and covered in red ink? The answer: my papers. Nobody likes to procrastinate, although we all do it. Nearing the end of my stay here at SFSU I have come to grips with my obsession to race against the clock. I now know what it takes as well as how long it takes to turn a story. And guess what? Oops, I did it again.
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