Procrastination horror story

           Hello again! This blog post represents the halfway point to the completion of my blog and to be quite honest with you, my readers, I'm running out of ideas. I guess there is only so much that can be said about procrastination, but regardless, I promise I will do my best to find interesting topics to write about. Anyways, this time, I thought I would share a personal experience with procrastination.

          I have been procrastinating for as long as I can remember. It really is a fundamental flaw of mine. And this story proves that even at a young age I procrastinated. This story is just a series of bad decisions which added up to a very bad outcome, at my hair's expense.

          So in 7th grade my teacher assigned us a project where we had to build the model of an ecosystem of our choice. She assigned the project two weeks in advance of its due date so I can't even use the typical excuse of "not having enough time" in this situation. I chose to do mine on the ecosystem of the ocean, and quite frankly I was very excited. Regardless of how excited I was, the days went by and I still hadn't even started planning my model. (Typical)

          So finally it was the day before the project was due, and as per usual it wasn't even close to being finished. It was time to do what I do best: cram everything into one night. But as soon as  I got home from school that day... I took a nap, and woke up at 9 o'clock. I frantically started to gather my supplies to build the model, one of them being a blue hot glue gun. I sat down at the kitchen table, near a plug, so that I could use the glue gun. Afterwards, I started piecing the model ecosystem together, gluing things in place as I went.

Me falling asleep at the table

          Near the halfway point I decided to take a little break, and at those late hours of the night, you can imagine how tired I was. I concluded that it was a good idea to rest my head on the table and "rest my eyes" a little while, and so I did. I woke up about fifteen minutes later, and I was petrified when I realized I couldn't lift my head from the table. With a good yank and a whole lot of pain,  I managed to finally release my head from the table's "grasp." I immediately started to touch my head to see what had caused me to get stuck in such a way, and horrified, I realized that I had a heaping chunk of solid hot glue in my hair. Wonderful. Of course, I had fallen asleep with my head right beside the glue gun, that was still plugged in. Idiot. Long story short, I had to cut a large chunk out of my hair to get rid of the glue, oh, and I managed to finish my project as well.

          Moral of the story, don't procrastinate. Also, don't fall asleep next to a glue gun. I hope you enjoyed this "procrastination horror story" of mine, stay tuned for my upcoming posts. :)