Some procrastinating lasts long after Twilight
Admitting to your procrastination is only the first step: a guide to the causes and the cures for this terrible student affliction
What they say about love is true - it always comes at the most inconvenient time. And this is no exception.
Within the next week I have due: one six page paper, one 15-page paper, one 20-page paper, I have to be off book for a play, not to mention, class, work, formals, eating, sleeping, the usual. And yet, the only thing I can think about is Twilight.
Yes, I, like millions of other girls, am completely and utterly obsessed with the diabetically sweet romance of Bella Swan and Edward Cullen (the perfect male specimen ... with one teeny tiny exception).
Somehow work has been shoved onto the back burner as I sit rigidly on my bed, savoring each page of their epic romance. It doesn't matter to me how many times Edward's face is described as "impossibly handsome" or "perfect." Somehow it never gets old. It doesn't matter that Bella is emo and uninteresting ... I still want to be her.
Actually, Bella from the book is far spunkier than Bella from the movie, whose simpering sighs and sullen awkwardness are barely counteracted by the perfection that is Robert Pattinson (I'm not jealous).
Actually, it's a good thing that Edward Cullen is devilishly handsome; the story needs his good looks and charm to disguise the overwhelming creepiness of its premise.
I mean, how would audiences feel if it were an ugly vampire stalking Bella, watching Bella sleep, taking Bella to meet the rest of his creepy vampire family? Not great.
More intriguing than all this is perhaps the fact that I, a sensible 19-year-old girl, seem to have once again fallen victim to N.O.P.S. (New Obsession Procrastination Syndrome).
Interesting how right before finals begin, I have found something new to occupy my thoughts - something more interesting to me than my work, even if it is just another teen movie.
Denial may run deep, but it appears that the procrastination gene runs even deeper. And now, as I stare at the piles of unread books before me, the future echoes of the keyboard chorus ringing in my ears, I find myself reaching instead for the mediocre but fantastic novel that is Twilight.
Within the next week I have due: one six page paper, one 15-page paper, one 20-page paper, I have to be off book for a play, not to mention, class, work, formals, eating, sleeping, the usual. And yet, the only thing I can think about is Twilight.
Yes, I, like millions of other girls, am completely and utterly obsessed with the diabetically sweet romance of Bella Swan and Edward Cullen (the perfect male specimen ... with one teeny tiny exception).
Somehow work has been shoved onto the back burner as I sit rigidly on my bed, savoring each page of their epic romance. It doesn't matter to me how many times Edward's face is described as "impossibly handsome" or "perfect." Somehow it never gets old. It doesn't matter that Bella is emo and uninteresting ... I still want to be her.
Actually, Bella from the book is far spunkier than Bella from the movie, whose simpering sighs and sullen awkwardness are barely counteracted by the perfection that is Robert Pattinson (I'm not jealous).
Actually, it's a good thing that Edward Cullen is devilishly handsome; the story needs his good looks and charm to disguise the overwhelming creepiness of its premise.
I mean, how would audiences feel if it were an ugly vampire stalking Bella, watching Bella sleep, taking Bella to meet the rest of his creepy vampire family? Not great.
More intriguing than all this is perhaps the fact that I, a sensible 19-year-old girl, seem to have once again fallen victim to N.O.P.S. (New Obsession Procrastination Syndrome).
Interesting how right before finals begin, I have found something new to occupy my thoughts - something more interesting to me than my work, even if it is just another teen movie.
Denial may run deep, but it appears that the procrastination gene runs even deeper. And now, as I stare at the piles of unread books before me, the future echoes of the keyboard chorus ringing in my ears, I find myself reaching instead for the mediocre but fantastic novel that is Twilight.
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Twilight Fan w/ NOPS
posted 12/05/08 @ 11:50 PM EST
Thanks, Emma. I am sending this to myself to read everytime I am suffering from N.O.P.S., which seems to occur often now that I have read Twilight. I only have to disagree with your assumption that this can afflict only teenagers. (Continued…)
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