In which the author scolds herself

Why is it so much easier for me to slog through medical school than it is for me to sit down and pen an entry?

Since when has medicine been easier than writing? Well, easier than writing well at least. Usually my procrastination habits work the other way around, and I put off everything that resembles work-and-study for a few hours’ bliss of just typing out whatever comes into my head. I think, somehow, I have made writing a lot more like . . . work.

That’s not necessarily a bad thing – getting better at something takes dedicated practice – but when it’s coupled with my habit of avoiding everything that I have to do, well, you get the picture.

The bottom line? I need to pull myself up by the britches and get some work done, instead of just lazing about. This clerkship is such a golden opportunity for writing (and, more importantly, writing time) and I’m just wasting it.

For shame.

4 thoughts on “In which the author scolds herself

  1. Sometimes I’ve been the same with uni work.

    And now I have some golden spare time I find myself doing everything but writing sometimes. It’s a mental thing; if I don’t have the spare time I tend to do it, the other way round I slack off.

    Stupid brain.


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