A pound of prevention...

Once upon a time I was a really bad procrastinator.

Last night (Sunday), I realized that tomorrow was the last day to take my Anatomy Test. Usually, waiting until the last day doesn't really stress me out because my schedule is pretty open. Well, I have a new job and that takes up all of my afternoon (12:30-5pm), the testing center closes early for FHE, AND I had a class this morning. Well, I was quite panicked (to say the least) and to make things worse I had also procrastinated studying for the test until Monday morning. I woke up at 7 this morning, did my oil pulling, and quickly got ready so that I could devote until 10am to study. I was antsy during class, trying to retain all that I had shoved into my brain. I ran from my class to the testing center and took the test in the wee 45 minutes I had before work. Whew. What an awful feeling. I never, ever want to submit myself to that kind of stress ever again; especially if all it takes is a little planning and a little less procrastination. 

I made this big ToDo list (3 pages long...) of all the things I have to do for the next week. The beauty is, if I do everything when I'm supposed to I will not have any assignments to do over the weekend, no homework on Sunday, and the load each day gets smaller as I catch up. Hopefully by putting in a pound's worth of prevention against procrastination, the cure to stress will only take an ounce.  Maybe I will be the first college student in history to overcome procrastination.