Friday, November 06, 2009 By Parbi Boodaghian - Advertising Academic pandemic (November 6, 2009) --  Not doing math homework the same day it is assigned feels tremendously good only that very day. Okay, what about the next day? Being curious and lazy at the same time can be a good combination in terms of creating a phenomenal catastrophe. So, sitting behind the computer, doing some nonsensical yet usual browsing on Facebook, I decided to do my math homework the next day. After all, what could a mere one-day break do to my schedule? Besides, math homework is no different than Spanish or history homework, so it can’t really take that long, can it? As a matter of fact, it does not possess the power to take that long, especially when there is no doubt in one’s abilities and the speed by which he thinks he will do the homework that he has not read yet. The next day arrives, I get home and it is time for the infamous math homework. No–I am sorry–I meant it is time for the beloved naptime. After the nap, I wake up and it is time to prioritize the homework and finally, God willing, start doing it. There is history and biology, along with some Spanish homework that I did not do yesterday. Oh yeah, I almost forgot–the math homework. During the prioritization, the math homework beats all the other ones for obvious reasons. The next thing I notice is the 2:00 a.m. on the lips of my lovely clock mockingly telling me, “don’t rush, take your time.” How much more fun can this experience get? With the addition of the remaining homework assignments, it will definitely get more fun. Who wouldn’t be envious of my situation? Lately, I have encountered a new illness. This particular habit, which I like to call an illness, has proven to be highly devastating and disastrous. Time plays a major role in this habit. In fact, everything revolves around timing and scheduling correctly and wisely. If one cannot manage his time sagaciously, I believe that he will not be successful, no matter what he is trying to achieve, unless his intention is to purposely move toward failure. I wish there were some sort of vaccine for this illness. Perhaps the treatment is to resist the temptation of postponement. Although most of it goes back to personal nature and behavior, one’s environment and peers can play a major role in spreading this disease as well. Ladies and gentlemen, I present to you the habitual epidemic called procrastination.

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