I'll think of a better title later

Procrastination is something everyone does. You can pretend you don't, but you do. You can even procrastinate procrastination. But in the end, you will always have inevitably procrastinated.

Procrastination, as many argue, is a cycle. You procrastinate something to death and then, 20 minutes before it's due, you turn in something completely half-assed and exclaim, "Golly gee whillikers! I'm never going to do that again!"

But you will. You always will. Even if you think you won't, you will. It is your inescapable fate.

Sure, you can stave it off for a while. On your next project you may even turn it in a full day before it's due. This spectacular feat amazes you and the next time you are given an assignment you will chuckle knowingly and say, "I can handle this silly little task. This due date does not know who it is dealing with." A few people (who also consequently have no friends) may indeed be able to handle such a daunting task. But the rest of us normal people will become so over-confident in our nonexistent ablities to avoid procrastinating that we will end up back where we started: 20 minutes before our assignment is due with nothing to turn in.

The cycle will thusly continue. It may be sparratic. You may go an entire month without procrastinating, but there will always be a point where you foolishly believe that you will never procrastinate again, lulling you into a false sense of security. It is at this point that the cycle begins anew.

Personally, I do not deny my tendency to procrastinate; I embrace it.

I still try not to, but I also acknowledge that I'm not a freakin' robot. I am a human being, and we procrastinate. That's all there is to it.

So now if you'll excuse me, I have an editorial to write for my English class that's due tomorrow.

OK, but in all seriousness, I'm probably gonna surf the web, read some manga, and hang out with my roommates first. And maybe watch some Daily Show and Colbert Report. And make tea.  

iPod

My iPod, Alphonse, is broken. It’s not the kind of broken where it’s like, “Oh, oops, I dropped it and then accidently stepped on it and then my one friend stepped on it too and accidently kicked it into the street where it got run over by a sixteen-wheeler and several mini-vans and also a guy on a unicycle.”

It’s the kind of broken that’s internal. He keeps telling me that he needs to charge, and I keep trying, but he just won’t charge. It’s extremely distressing.

                            

(Also, this is what happens when I try to draw on MS Paint with a laptop mouse pad.)

It’s like my iPod is telling me that I have not been appreciate enough of it, and is therefore punishing me by not charging. This hurts my feelings, because we have been through a lot together.

                                         

 My iPod knows what kind of music I like and can cheer me up when I’m feeling sad. In a way, he’s sort of like my boyfriend. I have just thought of this. What if Alphonse has realized his feelings for me are not mutual and has now decided to commit suicide?

It’s like he’s saying this:

But what he really means is this:

Frankly, I am at a loss of what to do. I love my iPod, but in a ‘you-provide-me-with-awesome-music-and-that-makes-me-happy-so-I-love-you’ sort of way. How do I tell my iPod that I’ve pretty much just been using him these last three years?

In any case, I hope my iPod will somehow miraculously recover, because the walk to campus is just not the same without him.



That Pesky Introduction Post

It is inevitably unavoidable. Sure, I don't have to make one, but then I'll have a nagging feeling that my blog will always be incomplete somehow.

So anyway. Hi.

My name is Lisa, I'm 18 years old, and I like rainbows and happiness and all that jazz. I decided to create a blog because I am currently attending a university with no campus life and I'm bored. Hopefully this blog recording my daily happenings/observations/rants will help ease this boredom, as well as make me feel important and productive.

I have named this blog, "Less Than Your Best" because I feel that sometimes giving less than your best is not only acceptable but also highly convienent. However, I do not discourage giving nothing less than your best.

I have had a tendency to draw out my life sometimes, so I figure why not continue doing that, but then post my pointless drawings/commentaries online? This way I won't forget my memorable rants and I'll be able to share said rants effectively with my close friends.

I'm not really expecting anyone besides myself and close friends to read this, by the way. Only losers waste their lives reading other people's blogs.

To each his own, I guess.

I'm not sure how often I'll be updating this, but it'll probably be when I'm procrastinating. In which case, expect an update every other hour.