Procrastination
So, procrastination…we meet again.
You've already convinced yourself that Muggle-born, half-blood and pure-blood alike has to deal with this problem, even if half of those at Hogwarts have little idea of what the Internet actually is. You're sure that every wizard and witch has to deal with the same dilemma, as to whether you should head out with your mates for a good time or deal with a tedious arithmatacy paper that's reduced even the smartest members of your class to a troll's level of intelligence. Yes…even as you sit by this strange Muggle device called a computer, you tell yourself that you are not alone.
You let out a sigh, letting some Muggle song feed itself through this 'magical' device called an iPod. You'll be entering your fourth year in a few weeks time, a year that will begin with numerous assignments being handed in on your first week back in the castle. In hindsight of what you learnt in Defence Against the Dark Arts, procrastination is a bit like a boggart-confronting it is unpleasant, but at least you have the Riddikulus Charm to deal with it. If anything, the period before dealing with the creature is more terrifying. And while you wouldn't exactly call yourself afraid to delve into numbers or, heaven forbid, discuss yet another goblin rebellion, it's pretty much the same principle.
Sighing, you glance at your clock-a digital one, thank you very much. Unfortunately, you're unable to say it's 11pm when the numbers clearly state 11:04pm. It's tempting to just call it a night and blow up some aliens on your computer or follow your parents' example and head to bed. On the other hand, it's just as tempting to actually get some work done-you know, in an effort to avoid winding up doing detention in the Forbidden Forest.
Alright. Time to get to work…
It's strange, really, how the Wizarding World still uses quills and parchments. Booting up your computer and opening Microsoft Word, you reflect how there are at least some advantages Muggle-borns might have over those with more magical experience. Sure the assignments themselves have to be written with quills on parchment, but no teacher said you couldn't type the essay out beforehand and subsequently copy it.
Then again, none of the teachers at Hogwarts mentioned Facebook either…
Instantly, your mind begins to race. More likes, more friend requests…wow, even more comments! It takes all your effort to tune out its siren song and go back to the more mundane realm of magic. Or, at least as long as it takes for you to quit Facebook and start browsing YouTube. You missed the latest season of Doctor Who while you were at school and after all the work you've done, you think you're entitled to catch up on at least the first episode. And, as forty-five minutes pass by, the second as well…
You glance at the clock as the theme tune rolls. Past midnight and you've yet to put down a single numeral on Word, let alone copying anything to parchment. Feeling a surge of guilt, not to mention receiving a warning about exceeding your bandwidth, you close YouTube. It's late, you're tired, but by Merlin's beard, you're going to get at least some work down tonight…
…at least you will after responding to a few tweets on Twitter.
A/N
Ironically I wrote this in the exam period. My own procrastination I guess.